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February 11, 2009
One night over dinner downtown, Ryne and I agreed we were just having fun. Fine by me. I mean, the fun was great, and it’s not like I started to have real feelings for him or anything.
With apologies to MAD Magazine
They only want the best for me.
There's nothing better than coming home from a bad date and shopping for someone else.
1. Return all emails. 2. Return phone calls 3. Follow up on all the guys I contacted . . .
Our heroine decides she has no choice but to return to online dating . . .
Amy Klein's 'confessions,' in graphic novel format. Illustrated by Amber Shields
If someone's life is not worth at least one page of Google search results, does that mean he hasn't accomplished or written anything of enough import to be broadcast online?
No more. The world has changed and so has dating. Today, when we date someone, it's no longer just the two of us. No. Now, it's always a threesome: you, him and that all-intrusive technology. It's what I call a "Menage a Tech."
I don't allow myself to become vulnerable. I don't honestly share my likes and dislikes, my strengths and insecurities. I worry too much about what the guy wants to hear rather than what I truly want to say.
Her YouTube bio says she's 36 and lives in Canada, fellas. You too can be a diary entry!
Some relationships progress naturally and quickly. Others reach a certain point and plateau. Still others are forcibly stunted by the desire -- however long it lasts -- to keep things casual.
The psychic told her to write down a list of 100 qualities she wanted in a man, even down to his socks, and to put that list away somewhere.
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