“Brilliant but Insufferable” (A direct quote from the man himself)
“What do you think?” Date #7 asks, his voice no more than a whisper as he slips his arm around my back. “I think I need…
Pittsburgh, Part 4 (Two Sporty Posts in a Row!)
So it’s Sunday evening, I’m sitting in the stands at my first hockey game (which also happens to a hockey game in which Date #7 is…
Much Ado About Nothing… and Date #7
I kind of forgot to mention that the weekend came and went with nary a word from Date #7. Under ordinary circumstances, I wouldn’t mind—okay, I…
Would You Rather: Jordan Almonds or an Online Dating Subscription?
Today I’m going to a wedding. Not my own, obviously, but that of my former babysitter/art teacher/next door neighbor. I have mixed feelings about this wedding,…
It’s Not Romantic- It’s Agonizing
So, what’s with Date #7? I’m kind of wondering the same thing. It’s been almost three weeks since we first met and until very recently, we…
Remember Date #6?
Welcome to another installment of My Single Male Friend Friday. This week’s eligible bachelor is none other Date #6 (although I’ve yet to get his permission…
The Exercise of Reason
It was bound to happen sooner or later—and this, my friends, is why I should probably stop embarking upon pseudo-scientific “experiments.” Experiments, you see, require procedures,…
A Not-So-Happily-Ever-After Ending
It’s over. The end. Finito. I don’t quite know what to do with myself now. It’s officially summer— I should be going to the beach or…
Help! I’m Dating Myself…
He wants to write to me. Like a proper, hand-written letter— envelope and all. Evidently I wasn’t the only one feeling completely mashed up inside after…
“Kissed, and Often, by Someone Who Knows How”
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…
How to Wallow… Productively
So in addition to Monday being The Day Date #7 Drove Back to His Side of the State, it was also the My First Day of…
A 20-Something’s Continued Adventures in Teenage Angst
Sunday evening, 5:00pm: We’re at Penn’s Landing. It’s crowded and hot and full of people who have gathered on the waterfront for the weekly cultural heritage…
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