That’s What She Said

A Short List of Utterances Made by Yours Truly During Last Night’s Flyers Game (Which I attended with my former flat mate, his fiancé, and Date #6, who had the sorry task of sitting next to me during my first NHL game ever…) First Period: What is everyone shouting?  Oh.  Let’s go Flyers.  That makes…

What is it with Me and Boys Who Like Hockey?

Tonight I’m going to a Flyers game with my old flat mate, his fiancé and my friend Date #6.  (And yes, I said “friend,” despite the fact that my BFF, who’s recently fallen in love with one of her own “friends,” keeps insisting otherwise.) I’m not really sure how this happened.  I mean, yeah, my…

The Front Runner

On Tuesdays, the traffic in Philadelphia is as such that I can either leave an hour and half early for work (thus arriving with forty minutes to spare), or I can leave forty minutes before my classes start (which is what the commute should take, plus a ten minute buffer zone).  Unfortunately, the latter option…

Must Do Lifts

I’m late. After a weekend in upstate New York, a sixteen-hour work day and the launch of the Philly Tap Jam, I came home to discover that I’d missed something rather important: this morning’s blog post. (What? Did you think I was pregnant? Perish the thought! Contrary to popular belief, Date #6 and I did…

Friends With(out?) Benefits

Getting back to Date #6… we did indeed go for dinner on Thursday night.  On account of it being Restaurant Week here in a Philadelphia, we decided to try Cooperage, a wine and whiskey bar just off Washington Square Park. After my lunch date with the men of A.R.T.T.E, I fixed my hair, changed my…

My Deepest Date to Date

What can I say?  My first triple date with the men of A Ride to the End went so well that I decided to accompany them to a Quaker meetinghouse in Delaware County to see what it is that they actually do when they’re not busy serenading their hosts’ daughters.  (Apparently they actually asked my…

The Hillbilly Serenade

This post was supposed to be about last night’s dinner with Date #6 but you know me: why limit yourself to dating one man over a 24 hour period when you could instead date four?  Unfortunately, quadruple headers don’t leave much time for blogging so you’ll have to accept the following photographs as proof that…