To Fall or to Jump?
I feel as though I’ve been run over by a truck and then strung out on one those medieval torture racks, like the one at the…
Sparks Will Fly– or Fall off the Face of the Rock Wall
Pursuant to everyone’s comments yesterday (the vast majority of them at least), I’ve decided to allow myself a third date with My 50th. The only problem…
He Called Me… By Accident
And then… he planted one on me. But before I bring you all up to speed on my 51st date, I’d like to spare a few…
Sophisticated Elegance
After spending the entire weekend seated in a darkened high school auditorium, I think my eyes are finally begin to adjust to the light again. At…
The First Round: An Index
Number of students who performed sans hairpieces due to too quick of a quick change: 2 Number of times I freaked out about this: 0 Numbers…
Remember Date #7? Well…
In preparing for (and recovering from) my 50th date, I neglected to mention that I’ve met the man of my dreams. (And no, my 50th date…
The Truth About Man Caves (and my 50th Date)
Yesterday I received a rather confounding email from philly2night, the City of Brotherly Love’s official guide to all things nightlife. (I’m not quite cool enough to…
Writing Wednesday: Does Rejection Always Require Redirection?
When I’m not busy stressing about boys, sequined booty shorts, photo shoots and whether or not my students will ever learn that they cannot wear socks…
Monday Fun-Day Scavenger Hunt
Sometimes I can write two (or even three) blogs entries in one day. Today, however, is not one of those times so click here for today’s…
Gettin’ Crafty
Amazing what a morning off and a mocha chai latte can do for one’s mental state. I am feeling better. Zen even, despite the fact that…
(M)anthropology, Part 5: Those Guys who are just THERE
He who was following me on Twitter is no longer following me on Twitter. One can only presume that he read the associated blog post and…
Breakfast in Bed… With the Ex
For dramatic effect, I would say that I can’t remember the last time I woke up in bed with a man who could be bothered to…
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