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What is it with dudes and time? By that we mean, why do they—and of course we are generalizing because that is what we get paid to do—either refuse to be committal when it comes to making a date or are super flaky about the plans/statements they do make? The Non-Committal Type says things like, “Let’s hang out soon” or “I’ll call you sometime.”
Meanwhile, The Flaky Type is super specific, but has zero follow through. “I’ll call you Monday to make plans for a date on Thursday” results in no call Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday, so you make alternate plans for Thursday night, but guess what? He’s all up in your grill that morning, saying, “Psyched to hang out tonight!
What should we do?” We are in a constant state of trying to decide which type we hate more. But more important, why do guys generally fall into one of these two buckets? Why is the “Guy Who Makes Specific Plans And Sticks To Them” such a f**king dating unicorn? We went to the guys on our IM to find out.
Hey ladies! (And some dudes!) In honor of Bra Recycling Month (this is an actual, real thing and not just some creepy internet guy trying to get you to send him your old bras) we’re addressing that age-old question: If you hook up on a date, what can a guy tell about you from your choice in bra?
As it turns out, if you obsess about which over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder to pull from the ol’ bra(wer) drawer, you’re totally justified. We can tell quite a bit about you from the type of breast support you rely on. Keep reading »
When my boyfriend and I were 24, the topic of marriage began appearing before us everywhere. There, at our dinner-table, the word ‘marriage,’ as we sat talking. ‘Marriage,’ on my lips as we sat on the couch with a glass of wine. Everyone says “you just know” and I guess that is true, but there is also a lot of just “yeah, it does feel right.” Then falling—sure you’ll be caught by clouds. Keep reading »
I am the queen of bad jobs. I had my first at age 15 when my dad informed me I’d be working at the local dry cleaners for the summer. It was a very long three months at $5 an hour. I took my next bad job as a hostess at Chili’s thinking it would be a good job. Free Awesome Blossoms! It was not as awesome as I thought. It turns out hungry people are a**holes and onion rings are so much grosser when you know how they’re made. I quit after I discovered a couple having sex in a booth. Eww! Keep reading »
I’ve been with my boyfriend — my first boyfriend — for almost two years now. I am away from home at school, only an hour and half drive away, and we see each other every weekend. He stays with me when he comes to visit. Recently the past couple of times he has come to visit, he uses my computer while I am away for class for a couple hours. At this recent account, I came back to my room and noticed that the floor was a little damp in a certain area right next to his chair. I asked him what happened and he said he spilled something. Later after he left, I was on my computer and up popped up porn sites. Then it dawned on me that he had not spilled something on the floor … if you know what I mean … So, I checked my history and found even more porn sites. According to the timeline of the days’ events, I know he looked at this right after I left for class, so right when he woke up and got out of bed.
It has been a big year for me. I switched jobs; I moved to another city; and finally removed myself from a lengthy and unhealthy relationship. I’ve always known that as one door closes, another one opens. And after going through that grueling breakup, I met and fell in love with the man of my dreams. Meeting “The One” — corny, yes, but bear with me — has been so rewarding and enlightening, especially given the stark contrast between him and my ex. The biggest difference: “The One” is a man, and my ex is a woman.
I met “Her” at work. Keep reading »