So I waited as patiently as I knew how to see what New Guy would decide. He felt confused and all that and wanted a few days of radio silence to think. I gave it to him, and he called me tonight. And just like that... it's over. No fight, no obvious problem, just a moment of doubt that led to two and three and four, and then... he doesn't want to ( Read more... )

This one isn't funny. It's about a guy, his blog, and how I felt reading about him sleeping with some chick.

There is one guy I dated about whom I haven't written any off-beat, irreverent posts because there was nothing funny about "us". I really cared, and he really broke my heart. I knew he would, from the day I met him, and yet I trudged onward, ( Read more... )

This is a story about Charlie, who was my teenage crush, and how I ensured he would never, ever, ever ask me out.

Some of you probably don't know that I am a pretty devout Christian. I'm not a bible-thumper, but I am faithful. It's personal for me -- I'd never deign to dictate someone else's spirituality. We all have our own spiritual exploration to ( Read more... )

This is the story of what almost happened, but didn't, because my friends apparently don't know the effin' rule. Class, learn from this story, for the benefit of all of your single friends who would like to stop being single. This is a tale told at Megan's request, because she found the story so darn amusing. This is not R-rated, but please, for ( Read more... )

This one is kind of mean. And R-rated. Keep out of reach of children, take with food, keep at room temperature, use only externally.

So, I was seeing a gentleman whose code name is Curse Guy. He is called Curse Guy because, my friends, his wang was so large as to be unmanageable. We dated for quite some time, and I navigated the field of landmines ( Read more... )

So, being on Match.com and eHarmony etc., I had a lot of communication with guys via IM before I met them. You know how it goes. There was this one guy from Match, whom I've affectionately nicknamed IM Guy. He would IM me periodically and just say random stuff. It usually opened with "hey baby" or whatever, and regardless of my protestations at ( Read more... )

"... someone yells Stop!, goes limp, taps out, the fight is over." --- Fight Club

One of the best parts of dating a new person is also, sadly, often one of the worst parts. Ahh yes, the magical "First Kiss".

If you've gone on one-shot dates as many times as I have, you've experienced a lot of First Kisses. Let me tell you, they are never like they ( Read more... )

So I do the ole online dating thing. You guys are all up on that now. So I "met" this guy that was interesting. Deep thinker, great writer, colorful background. He asked me to the local teahouse, and I agreed.

We'd talked a lot before this date, and I was feelin' it, you know? Feeling it in that I liked him, clicked with him, and was interested in ( Read more... )

Coffee Guy. Boy does he burn my britches. And not in the good way.

I dated this guy this past winter who was pretty groovy. He was 40, very smart, handsome, and successful. I really liked him. We met for coffee a few times, and I'd say we really clicked. There was a lot of chemistry. I definitely was excited about our prospects, but I wasn't overly ( Read more... )

So.... yeah. I met this guy who I will accurately and affectionately call "Looser". I spell it "Looser" instead of the more correct "Loser" because he was such a loser he can't even properly spell his own label. Anyhow, I digress.

Looser was very interested in dating me. He's 42, but age never bugs me. A young 42 is the same as an old 25. We talked ( Read more... )