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Meg raised a valid question in last Wednesday’s “Facebook and exes” post. Does Facebook really matter? Does it really hold any legitimate significance over our lives? If we just ignored it and let it all go, would anyone care? Would anything change? Short answers: Yes, it does. Yes, but we control the significance. Yes, but they wouldn’t care as much as we would. …
If 2009 taught me anything it’s how very not easy it is to be a this-aged person trying to live in Manhattan, successfully. National economic depression, a 9-5 that’s more like 8-8, some relationships that can’t really be described as such and the arrival of leather leggings (who can wear those?!?!). It can be difficult to find the silver-lining, glass-half-full moments in these years of, …
Today another hot-and-bothersome topic from Meg over at Blackberries to Apples. As I was putting the finishing touches on my blogger play recently – my very first play, so exciting – I received the following e-mail from my most recent ex.“I’m really sorry. There’s not really any good way for me to say this, but I think I need to de-tag the pictures of us …
Somewhere around your mid-twenties it starts to become clear that there are two kinds of people in this (urban) world: drinkers and “people who drink.” In college we were all drinkers. Every activity was organized around drinking. We kept ample stock of drink in every place we lived. If we were too sick to drink, we wouldn’t go out. If it were a beer-only party, …
Jeff and I were talking about how weird slash hard it is to date while you’re in medical school. “To date” here being defined as “to find people to date, go on said dates, and make plans for additional dates following.” And “when you’re in medical school” meaning, when you’re Jeff. I would think that medical school, business school, really any kind of higher education …
A recent gchat between my often wiser younger sister and I uncovered an interesting psychological fact about most people that can be applied to our understand of the male/female dating situation: people are lazy, almost always. Read on. Dani: i’m responding to your blogtrying to think of something funny it’s an interesting idea Jessie: the calling thing?or the approaching it backwards thing? Dani: yeahto …
Last Wednesday, 2:30pm, ghat: Chris: question for you well statement and id like your reaction me: ok Chris: “i think the young culture has gotten to a point where calling has become chivalrous” me: agree firmly Chris: kind of awful me: really, really awful but really true Chris: has calling become a turn-off? me: no I think it’s become an easy way to really show …
Breaking from the New York mag anxieties series for a shift – to another kind of anxiety. Times are tough. Here’s a common relational riddle: You meet someone out at a bar or party. They approach you. Their approach has that confusing are-they-or-are-they-not-interested tenor. You play it right on the edge of well-if-they’re-interested-then-I’m-interested-too… Time passes. Unclear flirting continues. Confusion abounds. Then as the night is …
Directly from the New York mag article: “the back burner is a game, and while the [sex] Diarists have various ideas about what constitutes winning they all agree on how you lose: by betraying a level of emotional enthusiasm unmatched by the other party.” In other words – everyone wants the upper hand in the relationship – to be able to say, “she likes me …
Today’s exploration: New Yorker’s anxieties around too much choice and making the wrong choice. There’s this crazy stat that if you ate at a different restaurant within the five boroughs of New York for three meals a day, every single day it would take you four or five years to every single one. Here we don’t have certain stores where you can get diamonds, we …