The Rest of the Story with Date #7
It’s been exactly one week since Date #7 walked me to my car, wrapped his arms around me and told me—for the umpteenth time—that I was…
The Good Thing About Ambivalence
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…
Finally Single (and no, I’m talking about myself)
If all goes according to plan, I’ll be on my way to Beau Monde with Date #7 this time next week. He doesn’t know it yet,…
What is it with Me and Boys Who Like Hockey?
Tonight I’m going to a Flyers game with my old flat mate, his fiancé and my friend Date #6. (And yes, I said “friend,” despite the…
The Full Scoop (Almost)
Now that the Fringe is finally over and my weekend of rest and relaxation (and faculty meetings) has come to a close, it’s time to get…
“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…
Pittsburgh, Part 3: My First Hockey Game
On Sunday afternoon, Date #7 informs me that he has a hockey game later that evening and that he’s debating whether or not to “drag” me…
The Pittsburgh Saga, Part 2
On Sunday morning, Date #7 tells me to put on a pair of sneakers. “Sneakers?” I ask. “Seriously? I hate sneakers.” It’s true: I don’t wear…
Pittsburgh, Part 1
He does not kiss me hello, nor does he offer to carry my bag. By the time we reach his flat and he sits down in…
And the Winners Are…
The results are in! But before I announce the winners of Mitchum’s Sticky Situation Sweepstakes, I’d like to thank everyone who took the time to share…
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…
Fieldwork in Stilettos 