Earlier this week, a friend of mine sent me an article by Mark Manson titled “Fuck Yes or No,”with a simple directive: “Read this.” Since it had the word ‘fuck’ in it, I was obviously sold, considering the F-bomb has been my favorite word since I was old enough to pronounce consonants. The piece describes the […]
A year and a half ago, I sat on my therapist’s black leather couch, talking to him about the last few guys I’d gone out with. I’d been on a cold streak—one where I’d meet a guy and be very taken with him, only to never hear from him after our second or third meeting. […]
Now that I’ve been single for a couple of weeks, I’ve been upping my online dating game in hopes of meeting some eligible bachelors. I spent a solid three hours this weekend updating my OKCupid profile, adding new photos of myself and just seeing what’s out there, and I even created a profile on HowAboutWe.com. […]
A wise woman—OK, Sharon Stone—once said, “Love is like the ocean. Sometimes the tide is in and sometimes the tide is out, and sometimes it’s like the frigging Mojave. Fortunately, I like the desert. I’m a desert flower.” For the past two months, ever since The Juggler faded out, I have been hiking through the Mojave, […]
I considered titling this week’s post “Dispatches from the Afterglow,” but there’s more to what I’m feeling than just happiness. That’s not a bad thing. My weekend-long New Year’s date with The Bartender was amazing, filled with affection and playful banter and delicious things to eat and drink, punctuated by some enthusiastic Naked Time and […]
After several weeks and one very disruptive snowstorm, The Bartender finally made his way to my city this weekend. I was, of course, thrilled to host him, but I was also a bit apprehensive: having spent no more than a delirious New Year’s Eve night here together, I had no frame of reference for how […]
It’s been a few years since I’ve seen a therapist, but with the new year comes new self-discovery. Just last week, I bit my ring fingernail down to a three-centimeter stub and decided it would probably be in my best interest (and my fingernails’ best interest) to tackle some of the anxiety I’ve been having […]
I stood outside a Greenwich Village coffee shop at 6 p.m. on a Tuesday night, staring at the front door. I was meeting a very handsome architect inside, but for some reason, I wanted to bolt. Honestly, I had come close to picking up the phone and canceling our date earlier in the day. Three […]
Times When I Wish I Still Had a Boyfriend: 1. Upon encountering a six-legged creepy crawly in my kitchen when I get up to get a glass of water, barefoot and groggy, in the middle of the night; 2. After I finish work for the day and plop down on my couch with a glass of […]
