Category Archives: Dating & Relating

Henry Rollins does not want you to read Harry Potter

Actually I’m pretty sure this is the perfect explanation as to why people don’t make it past date three with me, really. (However I have trained myself not to create or answer any “list” type questions. It’s for everyone’s benefit, I promise.) I still love Henry Rollins, and I feel all the better for knowing

E-Dating #13: I’m not into eco-fags

I got three phone calls in rapid succession recently from a number I didn’t recognize. I don’t know about you, but I don’t answer numbers that aren’t already in my address book unless I’ve recently put something up on Craigslist. When I called the number back I hit an obnoxious voicemail of a recorded song

Busted trolling on TinyTim

It’s funny to me that the types of guys most people would expect me to be into–tattooed, pierced or otherwise “alternative” (as much as I hate the term)–aren’t really my speed. I love them clean cut, presentable… simply put, give me a yuppie white boy any day and I’ll be pleased. While I wouldn’t say

Disregard males, acquire currency

You guys have read about my adventures in e-dating and have clearly noticed the fact that few dudes last past three or four outings. One time I met a dude off the internet, and he was actually pretty cool. Attractive, smart, fun in bed; the trifecta of a good time. He was going to be

Charm-ing the ladies

A horrifying thing was brought to my attention yesterday: full grown women own charm bracelets. Not only do they own them, but the men they date/marry/sleep with and feign emotional attachment to PURCHASE THEM. Sidenote: Why is it all bad news about dating habits presented to me via AIM?

E-Dating #12: Do people flirt via Internet fight?

The problem with me and internet dating is that I am really picky. To save myself & everyone reading my profile some time, I recently added a listing of people who shouldn’t waste their time messaging me. Don’t worry, I finessed the shit out of the way I wrote it out in my profiles. Or

In love with a trainwreck

While having one of those long late night IM conversations with a faraway friend, this particular gem dawned on him. Can I tell you something before you read it? I have nothing against alt porn – I do have something against the desire to be in love with someone who (accurately) portrays themselves as a