Date #16
Let it be known: the man I met in Marshalls is not bald beneath his Phillies baseball cap— quite the opposite. I know this because a…
A Gentleman’s Guide to Wooing Women
From what I learned in my seventh-grade Confirmation class, here is what makes Lutherans different from Catholics (and I promise you this will be relevant to…
The Rest of the Story
So there I am, standing on the curb in the parking lot at Marshalls in my scuffed up clogs. The cute guy I’ve been staring at…
New Month, New Men, New Math
My “New month, new men” strategy is going to require some new math because this is my third and final month and Match.com and now that…
Yummy Things
Just in case you were wondering—okay, you probably weren’t wondering, not about this specific fact at least, but I’m going to tell you anyway—reading novels set…
Biological Warfare
Last night, I ate an entire serving of Spanish rice from its microwavable envelope, in bed, whilst wearing pjs at the wild and crazy hour of…
My Non-Date Night
At 4:00pm on Friday afternoon, I found myself in a bit of a conundrum: I had failed to schedule a date for the evening. To be…
Frequently Asked Questions re/ Frequent Online Dates
I’ve been getting quite a few questions about my little experiment, although seeing as I’m gearing up for my fourteenth first date since the beginning of…
Date #12
I’m sitting cross legged on the floor, eyes closed, holding the index finger of my left hand against my left nostril and breathing through my right. …
Date #9
I was sitting in Café Fulya yesterday debating whether or not I should schedule two dates for one day, which (because I’d have to change outfits,…
Thirty First Dates?
After announcing my intention to date thirty men in three months, the words “insane,” “impossible,” and “suicide” came to mind. Thirty men in three months? Really? …
Too Many Texts
I’ve received another letter. This time, it’s not a love letter but rather an email from my younger brother who, for whatever reason, monitors our collective…
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