Dating Archives:
For the first time on this blog, I think it’s time for a retraction. When I talked about my friend last week, I think my comments were misconstrued. And YOURS definitely were. When I said she was a dating machine, I think it was assumed she was a sex machine. (And by the way, I
I’ve never envisioned saying this, but I am SO glad you’re opting for a retraction this week. I have wanted to retract my take on last week’s entry since dotting the last i (or was that crossing the last t). Either way, I couldn’t have been more off target if I were drifting along the
The other night, I had dinner with one of my girlfriends. She is, for lack of a better term – a dating machine right now. There is no denying that the phrase “strike when the iron’s hot” applies to this girl. I’m not sure what’s in her box of Wheaties, but whatever it is, it’s
For the first time in our writing life together, I truly don’t know where to begin. And I know I said the same thing last week when we were talking about your ass… But this is a whole different subject altogether. Let’s start with the quintessential, “girl with so many dates, she doesn’t know what
Obviously you’ve never heard the old joke. Hard to believe, since I’ve been beating it to death since I was old enough to tell the difference between bad luck and no luck, but it goes something like this: “How do you make God laugh? Have a plan.” I have no idea who invented these fairy
As the first month of the New Year comes to a close, I am taking a moment to reflect on my new “If you build it” approach to dating. I have to admit, so far, so good. It’s been an interesting experiment. Actually it’s not really fair to call it an experiment, because currently it’s
Not bad for the first month on the job. I’m sorry – did I just call dating a job? I don’t think I’ve had that many dates, much less options in the last year, not to mention the last month. However, I am as close to an expert on you as anyone else, so allow
I’d like to conduct a little exercise. For one day, I’d like every person to do what they say and say what they mean – when it comes to dating. I know what you’re saying – Oh no, what happened now? Well, it’s not one thing specifically, more like a host of things. It all
I miss sex. I know that’s not a very ladylike thing to say, but I’ll say it again: I miss sex. It’s been two months since the breakup and even though the sex wasn’t anything to write home about, it was still sex and I was still having it. And now that I’m not, it
I haven’t gotten laid since January. If you count only good and/or meaningful sex, it’s been even longer. Now, I don’t want to sound pathetic, but this is the longest drought I’ve EVER had… well, at least since I lost my virginity. What bugs me more than the last eight months is the nagging numb feeling between my
