The House and the Men: An Update
So here’s where we’re at: The House: As many of you know, I was supposed to close on my little 1,200 square feet of paradise last…
The (Sort of) Return of the Zoo Date
Last week I got an email from the Zoo Date, who entered my life in March of 2011 and exited it shortly thereafter. I remember very…
Dating and Christopher Columbus
It’s Thursday morning and I’m chatting online with a friend from college. “So you went out on another date?” he asks, referring to my newly updated…
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…
My Second First Date
I don’t know what is wrong with me. I’ve just finished teaching my weekly Beginner/Intermediate tap class at Koresh but I’m having trouble breathing. I feel,…
Throwback Thursday: How to Outsmart eHarmony
I wrote this three years ago. Three years ago and people are still commenting on the original post. (Seriously, I woke up at 6:00am to the…
Plagiarism… in Dating
As an adjunct instructor at a community college, I’ve gotten pretty good at catching plagiarism. It happens every semester—literally every semester. Sometimes I wonder how these…
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…
I Blame The Sangaritas
So, as most of you know, I accidentally reactivated my Plenty of Fish account and went on a date last Monday. In the spirit of teachable…
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…
(Plenty of) Fishing
I didn’t mean to. Honestly. I was just trying to adjust my email notification settings so that the Plenty of Fish account I set up four…
Throwback Thursday: Date #9
Remember Date #9? He turned out to be a bit of a jerk in the end. (Which just goes to prove my theory that you shouldn’t…
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