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Dater X: With A Little Help From My Friends

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…

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Dater X: I Want To Believe

Another Friday, 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,…

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Dater X: Back In The Saddle

I’m not going to sugar-coat this: online dating fucking sucks.

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Dater X: In No Particular Order…

I had an embarrassing amount of time to myself this week, and visual diversions (including television, computer, cell phone and books) were strictly verboten while I recovered. But there were a

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Dater X: Bruised & Confused

There are definitely some times when I wish I had a still had a boyfriend…

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Dater X: [ne]X[t]

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,…

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Dater X: Free Fall

I’ve been thinking a lot about falling, and not just because I’m absurdly accident prone.

For one thing, fall is here and there’s no denying it; it’s dark…

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Dater X: Winter Is Coming

Fall showed up this week like something out of an Alice Hoffman novel, landing flatly and without prelude on my thermostat as the sun set on Labor Day. The humidity…

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Dater X: Life Support

It’s been a hell of a week.

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Dater X: The First Big Fight

It was bound to happen.

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Dater X: A Matter Of Trust

Who knew that the Internetz had so many opinions about whose dicks I do or do not put in my mouth??

Last week’s “Blowjobs Are for Boyfriends” pronouncement…

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Dater X: O, Baby

Over a month deep (giggity) with The Big Easy, we’re getting the hang of this “pleasuring each other” thing.

With a shoutout to my girl Miranda Hobbs –…

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Dater X: What We Talk About When We Talk About Dating

It’s hard to know where to start writing about the last two weeks, so here are a couple of vignettes that I hope will do a better job of telling…

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Dater X: Not Guilty

I’m taking a week off from writing about The Big Easy. Long story short: he is officially my boyfriend, and I’d like to give that newness a little time and…

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Dater X: Over The Line

Having subjected The Big Easy to two weeks’ worth of my nutty softball friends, I figured that no matter how much he enjoys them – and they, him – it…

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Dater X: Easy Does It

Where to start? This week began with a wine-soaked meal with my ex, ended with another softball game with Mr. Firework, and found me spending time in a national park,…

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Dater X: The Best Worst First Date Ever, Because Of Course

Talk about “Ask and you shall receive.”

After last week’s uncomfortably confessional post, I decided I better put my money where my mouth is and get out On…

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Dater X: More Like Dater S-E-X, Right!? High Five!

Some bloggers take great delight in burying the most important or exciting bit of information at the bottom of their post, click-baiting you into scrolling paragraph after paragraph of self-indulgent prose to get

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Dater X: Don’t Block The Box

Do you ever feel like everyone’s out to get you?  This week has been like that, at least when it comes to my dating life.  The city has been nothing…

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