PSM#2, Part 2
After my first date with PSM#2, I found myself looking forward to our second meeting with entirely too much enthusiasm. My brief dalliance with Date #4…
A Precipitous Predicament
I’m going to blame the snow. On account of Philadelphia’s first real snow storm, I got a little stir crazy on Sunday night. And because my…
My Third Date with PSM#1
For Christmas I received, amongst other things, the Bath and Body Works 2010 V.I.P. Bag. It contained (also amongst other things) a bottle of Twilight Woods…
The Mystery Man Revealed
I know what you’re all wondering. After reading about the careful construction of my thirtieth date outfit, my discussion of Austen over pancakes and my decision…
The Bowling Alley
As it turns out, I don’t look quite as sexy in bowling shoes as I had hoped. In fact, with my black tights, gray skirt and…
The Art Show
My first thought, as I pull up to the corner where I’ve agreed to meet the Man from Marshalls, is “Oh God, he’s wearing his baseball…
Biological Warfare
Last night, I ate an entire serving of Spanish rice from its microwavable envelope, in bed, whilst wearing pjs at the wild and crazy hour of…
Date #9, the Sequel
Number of blocks I walk to meet Date #9 at Sabrina’s for lunch in the Italian Market: 12 Number of parties ahead of us by the…
Decisions in Dating
Today marks Day #27 of my online dating experiment. Ethically speaking, I’m doing the best I can; I’m posting every detail of my love life on…
Date #4
“Is this normal?” my mother asks as I prep for my fourth first date in as many days. She has a right to be concerned; I’m…
Kat Echevarría Richter 