Tag Archives: taking chances

Feb
20
2010

FEAR 101: I Did It.

(This is the epilogue to my prologue; written about my zipline fear-conquering I wrote before the fact, here.)
Yesterday, I stood at the top of an 8-story-tall tower, strapped into a harness, hooked onto a steel cable, and ziplined 550 feet across Vancouver’s Robson Square.
Holy shit.
I’ve had to get the news my mother was going to [...]

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Feb
17
2010

In Case of My Death, Read

I’m familiar with fear. Oh, am I familiar with fear.
In fact, I’m not actually a person. I’m a giant ‘fraidy-cat. Yup. A pussy, wimp, gutless turd.
I do it well.

By A Scribe Called Steff | Posted in Autobiographical, Being me, Dimestore Philosophy, Journalling, Life 101, Opinion (Editorial & Commentary), Specifically Steff, keeping it real | Also tagged , , , , , , , , | Comments (2)
Mar
12
2009

Arousing — Er, Awaking the Beast

I’m at my breaking point, I suspect. My resolve isn’t very resolved anymore.
I have this incredibly awesome gift most people would KILL for. When I’m not sexually involved, I can flip my libido off like a lightswitch. It’s why I’m so content to not date. Because dating just toys with my resolve. Once I’m on [...]

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