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The Wedding Date and I are currently in Bermuda– sans internet— but don’t worry. I wrote the following last week so you’d have a little something…
The Wedding Date and I are currently in Bermuda– sans internet— but don’t worry. I wrote the following last week so you’d have a little something…
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…
Let’s talk about kissing for a moment, shall we? As you might have noticed by now, I’m hesitant to say too much about my weekend with…
In the immortal words of Avril Lavigne, “So much for my happy ending.” At 25, I feel rather pathetic to be quoting the Canadian queen of…
Seeing as the Philadelphia Museum of Art is my go-to date, I know exactly where a first kiss ought to take place. There are several possibilities,…
So, getting back to Saturday’s date: after flailing around at the rock gym, we go for Mexican food, drive back to his place and decide, after…
You ask me to me to meet you for a drink, so I do. You ask me not to write about it, so I don’t. You…
I’m back at Good Karma, my new Favorite Coffee Shop, enjoying (or rather admiring) my new Favorite Source of Caffeine (Karma’s mocha lattes are just too…
Over the weekend I received an envelope containing a check. “Great!” I thought, “At least I’m getting paid for my final column.” But the check wasn’t…
You know those idiots from the Midwest who lose their minds when they go to the beach? They only have a weekend in Florida so they…
I did it. I resisted the urge to text PSM#2, spent Thursday night alone and headed off to my Quaker retreat with nary a word to…
Within the past 48 hours, I’ve had three friends come to me for relationship advice. “I’m not exactly batting a thousand over here,” I keep telling…