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Dear Tuffy Luv,

I need help.  Two days ago my boyfriend and I split up.  We had a fight about him disappearing for a while without any explanation.  I was furious because that has happened to me before; in high school I had a long-term boyfriend who one day left school and disappeared without telling me.  I never heard from him again.

Well, this past weekend I was afraid that was happening again and I panicked.  When he finally did get back to me I was furious at him for making me panic like that.  I said things I didn’t mean and then we were over.

He had said he was busy (not strictly true because he had been on the phone and he could have found five seconds to let me know everything was fine). I later found out through talking to our mutual friend that he was upset with me and that was why he hadn’t gotten back to me.  So then I was even more upset with him for not being honest with me.

But here’s the thing: this whole thing is my fault.  The whole time we were together, practically, I didn’t trust anything he told me.  I’ve had relationships in the past, and they all turned out terribly.  I realize that everyone has terrible relationships sometimes, but it seems like everyone I care about lets me down.  I don’t trust anyone.

Understand, it’s not the little things I don’t trust him with.  When he says he’s with friends and stuff, I don’t care. Read More »

So in honor of 4/20 I’ve decided to share with you all a lesson that I learned about the pot:

Two years ago I was an occasional smoker, with friends who were quite the opposite. One day we went out to a field to smoke. Why did we choose a wide open field? I’m not sure, but I think it might have had something to do with the fun that comes from rolling in the grass while high.

After walking as far out into the field as we could, my friend rolled perhaps the largest blunt known to mankind. That thing was huge! (Editor’s Note: That’s what she said.) I, being a novice and far from avid smoker, perhaps should have taken the size issue into account. But alas, I did not. Instead, I smoked just as much as the other two. And that was a lot.

When we got up to walk back to the car my legs felt kinda funny. They were melting into the ground, I was sure of it. My friends, whose legs were not melting into the ground, kept stopping and telling told me to hurry up. I tried (even talking to my legs aloud) but there was something terribly wrong with me! My legs were melting! I couldn’t move quickly! Was I going to be like this forever!? Read More »

Okay, I’ll admit it: I’m paranoid. Seriously. I look over my shoulder when I walk home at night. I don’t accept phone calls from numbers I don’t know. It’s not a fear thing; it’s more irritation that I can be tracked down.

Which is why I am fascinated by all the little internet thingies that claim to be able to find personal information (location, phone number, etc.) if you only just plug in the name. I mean, are they accurate? Are some better than others?

I tried to use some of them to track down an old friend, but given that old friend’s name is Jen Jones, I had way too many results with no real way to tell if I was getting the right person.

So I decided to test some of them with my own name (I mean, I know my own information, right? I hope?) and here are the results:

Intelius People Search

There were a LOT of possible me’s, but, voila! There I was, nestled in between my name dopplegangers, there for the world to see. It even listed my correct age (and my middle initial!). However, they made a little mistake–I’m listed as living in my hometown, where I haven’t lived for over 6 years and definitely haven’t been registered at for almost 3. Still, pretty impressive. Read More »