Reader Submissions Welcome

The site's been up for a slew of years now. In those years, it's steadily gaining popularity (especially around Valentine's Day) even though nothing is being added on a regular basis. I've decided to make some changes to keep things from going stale and being forgotten. If you think you have a good story or two, feel free to email it to me. I'll put it up for others to read and take what they can from your experiences. Stories can be from men or women, young or old. Just make it worth reading.

Just know:
1. Any names included in the stories will be changed by me to protect the guilty.
2. If the story doesn't sound legit, it won't get posted.
3. Pictures will be enjoyed, but not posted.
4. I'm sure there are other things I should say, but I can't think of any right now.

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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Like your blog. I had a girlfriend who had a cat and a dog that were quite up in years, so I had the impression that she must have been a pretty excellent guardian or they would not have done so well for so many years. But here's the weird part. I used her half bath one day, which was a bathroom under the steps to the second floor. I was noticing the way the ceiling sloped at a diagonal behind the toilet when I observed a cat pan with about 365 cat turds in it. No litter, just dried up cat turds. I mentioned to her that it might need to be changed and she said she didn't even know it was there. To this day I can't figure out what it means that she didn't know it was there. I was afraid to get any closer to her or involved with her. I felt as though she might neglect something or someone like me for example. I took a rather long break that ended in a break up. Again, what does it mean. Just so odd I haven't been able to forget it for years. Any feedback?