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I secured my first boyfriend at the Fall 1996 Barkalow Middle School Valentine’s Day Dance. Tara Tanico had gotten a boyfriend a week earlier. Dena Kapalushnik had locked down my original prospect the day before, and so I decided waiting any longer would leave me without anyone to buy a 3×5” teddy bear from the P.T.O V-day sale (complete with one of five Print Shop …
Many people have inquired about the progress of my experience with match.com since I joined a few weeks ago. I don’t really want to tell you because it makes me feel awkward. Instead I’ve decided to vaguely share the details of the various men with whom I’ve corresponded (but then obv. discarded) through a paradoy of the hit AMC show Mad Men because re-writing television …
The other day I got a one-line gchat from someone very close to me: how do you ask someone to verify that they care about you? Almost hurts to read…a slap-you-obvious question you know you can’t answer – one along the lines of “can you ever really know a person?”, or “when is it time to walk away?” Those you hear often enough though– this …
I thought my “my dry cleaner set me up” story was pretty solid. It generally trumps all other set up stories in any sized collection of people and is enjoyed by males and females alike. Then last Thursday happened. I was out to dinner with Gillian, Erica, and Erica’s co-worker Sara(h?), whom I had not previously met. As tends to happen when the convo turns …
This is a make or break your life kind of article. Not saying I buy it, not saying I don’t, but it feels like there is some logic to the below. Full article here. Smart people spent more time on achievements than on relationships when growing up. It’s a value system thing. Smarter people value acheivements and personal successes above almost all. So then dating …
I have this set of mini business cards from a company called Moo. I ordered the little guys awhile back to help legitimize my freelance writing career. They have my personal, not 9-5 info and a photo that I believe to be subtly artsy and yet possessing of a whit factor relative to the business card itself. It’s this picture – a shot of …
This is the 200th post – the two hundreth post (much better). Since the 100th post this blog has produced some interesting developments – like I was asked to write a one-act play about 20-something issues by a small New York production company. Also I was contacted by a bar that’s actually interested in offering name-tags as a social experiment. And the other day my …
Yesterday I was feeling particularly accomplished. I ended a successful day spent in a nice straight-legged black pant with some quick wink slinging on match then popped a little Gensis on the pod for my-two-subway-stop ride home. It wasn’t raining. I had the makings of a nice little stir fry in the fridge. Me: 1 Day: O. On my subway ride home an old, learned–looking …
I’m growing increasingly concerned about the milestone adult skills I haven’t had the occasion to learn. Several kids I went to high school with now own homes slash children. I recently decided that storing extra shoes inside my oven was crossing the line – and so I ordered another set of rack raisers to increase storage under my bed. For the record they’re very hard …
…as an experiment, of course. Perhaps you’ve heard of it, but hopefully you haven’t. CrazyBlindDate is a localized online dating site offered insta-dates to very brave slash desperate people. Basically you sign up for a blind date within the next 6 hours to 3 days. Yes, you read that right. That very night or up to 3 days from that very night. You specify a …