The Art of Ass-Kicking: 6 Thoughts on Online Dating from a Guy’s Perspective
Okay. I know I promised to get back to writing my own blog but when I made that promise, I’d forgotten that I’d signed up for…
Okay. I know I promised to get back to writing my own blog but when I made that promise, I’d forgotten that I’d signed up for…
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…
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…
Date #7 is in the shower, which means I have a few moments to myself for the first time since… well, since I arrived in Pittsburgh…
The morning of my 26th birthday found me sitting in my favorite coffee shop, drinking an iced chai and attempting to write but seeing as Date…