The Rest of the Story with Date #7

It’s been exactly one week since Date #7 walked me to my car, wrapped his arms around me and told me—for the umpteenth time—that I was making a terrible mistake.  As such, I suppose it’s about time for me to finally stop dragging my mud-caked heals over the chronicling of his brother’s wedding and get…

The Good Thing About Ambivalence

Long story short, Date #7 (the man-from-across-the-state who came to Philadelphia this past weekend for what should have been our “third-time’s-a-charm” date) forgot to pack his cell phone charger when he left Pittsburgh. Given the various issues that have plagued our relationship from its very inception, I hit the roof—not because his mistake left me…

Finally Single (and no, I’m talking about myself)

If all goes according to plan, I’ll be on my way to Beau Monde with Date #7 this time next week.  He doesn’t know it yet, but the berry and nutella crepe from Beau Monde is my all-time-favorite non-school day breakfast.  (After Jiffy Blueberry Pancakes with artificial blueberries, of course.) Granted, my egregious taste in…

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 Full Scoop (Almost)

Now that the Fringe is finally over and my weekend of rest and relaxation (and faculty meetings) has come to a close, it’s time to get back to the heart of the matter, i.e. Date #6. Yes, you read that correctly.  I said “Date #6” not “Date #7,” although they do share a first name…

Pittsburgh, Part 3: My First Hockey Game

On Sunday afternoon, Date #7 informs me that he has a hockey game later that evening and that he’s debating whether or not to “drag” me along. “No, I’d be happy to go,” I assure him.  I’m not particularly enthused by hockey (okay, I’m not at all enthused by hockey) but I imagine watching Date…