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Throwback Thursday: The Latina Barbie

I know, I know. I’m supposed to be posting about the culmination of Sunday’s date in Rittenhouse Square. But I haven’t finished writing it yet. So here you go in the meantime: a little blast from the past (from 2010 to be exact). For the last time, “No, 42 Year Old Bald Man with Four…

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Throwback Thursday: From Disaster to Divine Transcendence

I know, I know. It’s barely Thursday anymore. But better late than never! The problem is that I’m trying to buy a house. And buying a house isn’t conducive with… well, anything. It’s amazing that the majority of the population isn’t living in cardboard boxes on the side of the road. But here you have…

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Throwback Thursday: Seriously, You’re Cancelling?

Tomorrow, I promise, I will fill you all in on Monday night’s date. In the meantime, here’s another throwback from the days in which my life wasn’t a complete disaster. Date #9, quite clearly, has no idea who he’s dealing with. Doesn’t he realize that if he cancels our Monday evening date night that I’ll…

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Throwback Thursday: It’s Gettin’ Hot in Here

I’ve been to Philadelphia’s Union League a grand total of two times.  The first time was when I was working in Development at the Walnut Street Theater.  The second time was when Date #4 and I got back together for a brief and ill-fated second go round.  To be honest, this post makes me blush. …

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Throwback Thursday: Date #4

Remember Date #4?  I certainly do.  And not because I’m still pining away for him (I’ve come a long way since I was 24) but rather because I’m still not quite sure what happened between us.  More importantly, I’m still not quite sure what happened to me.  Looking back, it seems a rather straightforward descent…

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Throwback Thursday: Date #1

In late September, 2011, I met my now ex, TWD, at Cuba Libre in Old City.  It was our first date.  It was not, however, my first time meeting a man at Cuba Libre.  That honor goes to Date #1, who I met through Match.com during the early days of my (m)anthropologicial experiment. So I’m…

Rate Your Date?

It was bound to happen sooner or later.  Yesterday, I got an email on my public account—my SingleinSouthPhilly@gmail.com account— from a fellow Match.com user.  A fellow female Match.com user who evidently had just gone a date with one of the men I dated (and wrote about) last year. Hey, This is a totally random and…