Yesterday, I teared up over a iPhone photo of my high school best friend looking stunning in a potential wedding gown. It was captioned, “This could be the one!” My watery response startled me just as much as seeing a childhood friend looking bridal. Two days ago, I felt a genuine jolt of elation upon […]
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 […]
Tough going out there in the dating pool this week: my OKStupid date bailed on me mere hours before game time (rude!), and speed-dating managed to sell out before I could secure a spot. Undeterred, I’m planning to attend this week – and purchase a ticket farther in advance! Meanwhile, I ended up spending a surprising amount […]
You know what? I’m exhausted. After the past few weeks of aggressive Tindering, aggressive OKStupiding, aggressive first-dating with no second dates, I’ve been having trouble mustering any enthusiasm for yet another evening of probing questions with a relative stranger. I’ve progressed from Tinder to text with a few promising specimens, but the schedule gods have […]
I want a Sunday kind of love. No, really, and not just because I could listen to that song every single morning. Allow me to explain. This Sunday, I had a full day that was unapologetically mine. Really, I had a whole weekend that was unapologetically mine, including a visit with El Guapo (since you […]
Having resolved to return to the fray this week, I did so with a vengeance – to decidedly mixed results. I’ll tell you all about my latest contender for Worst First Date Ever (which, given my track record, is no small feat) in a minute; first, let’s discuss the fact that I slept with a […]
This past Wednesday found me crying at 1 a.m. outside of The Big Easy’s place of employment. Relax; it’s not what you think. For one thing, I wasn’t there because it was The Big Easy’s place of employment. He just happens to work in a massive landmark located across the street from a fancy-pants restaurant […]
I’m not going to sugar-coat this: online dating fucking sucks. I’ve lamented my inability to effectively date online in the past, and back at it after meeting (via Tinder, incidentally, and more on that hellish sinkhole of human ineptitude in a moment) and losing The Big Easy , I don’t know whether I’m proud or disappointed […]
Another Thursday, another first date. If only I seemed to be getting any better at these things. I never heard from Peter after last week’s awkward, smoochless compliment-fest, which was fine by me – the poor guy seemed sweet, but he wasn’t even in the same county as my wheelhouse when I came to what […]
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