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Dealbreaker: He Took Me To Chipotle

Dealbreaker: Height
He lied about his height. Like really LIED. Read More »
Dealbreaker: Dog
He brought a dog on the date. Read More »
Dealbreaker: Hometown
He talked smack about her hometown and she was gone. Read More »

Two years ago, I was at my local coffee shop when I spotted a certain gentleman, and after a series of boring events he and I wound up having sex. It was mostly uneventful, except for the fact that during the proceedings, I sprained my neck. We’d had sex and gone to bed, and the next morning I woke up and couldn’t move it.

“Oh no!” I exclaimed, and my companion groaned wordlessly in response. I rotated the entirety of my torso so as to be able to face him.

“I think I sprained my neck,” I said.

“From the blowjobs?” he asked, but nodding yes was not an option. I briskly pitched my torso back and forth.

“Oh, crap!” he laughed. “Wow. That’s really funny.” Keep reading »

Dealbreaker: He Wore Three Condoms

Dealbreaker: Pee
He asked her to pee on him. It was not what she was expecting. Read More »
Dealbreaker: Pimp
He wanted her to be his pimp. Read More »
Dealbreaker: Height
He lied about his height. Like really LIED. Read More »

I am a woman 33 years of age who practices safe sex. But it wasn’t always that way. As a woman of 19, 20 and 21, I was in no uncertain terms an idiot where safe sex was concerned. Sometimes I forced a guy to wear a condom, sometimes I didn’t.

But that all changed when I hit 22.For it was at this stage that I that I met a man in a bar, went home with him, had sex with him. And not just any man. This man was drummed up in a dive bar. He was covered in tattoos, and I’m quite sure his continued trips to the bathroom were cocaine-related. When we got back to his place I quickly discovered that he owned a pet iguana, a leathery little thing named Juan who he allowed to roam free around his East Village bedroom. I had condom-less sex with this gentleman, and spent the whole of the next day convinced his myriad STIs were coursing through my system.

Now: I know you can’t judge a book by its cover. I know that just because a man is covered in tattoos and owns a pet iguana and has a whiff of the cocaine addict about him, that doesn’t mean that he’s got chlamydia. BUT Keep reading »

Dealbreaker: I Got The Runs

Dealbreaker: Pee
He asked her to pee on him. It was not what she was expecting. Read More »
Pooping Etiquette
10 bathroom rules that couples should abide by. Read More »
Dealbreaker: Hometown
He talked smack about her hometown and she was gone. Read More »
Female Farts
Some common types of female farts. Read More »

I met Cute Train Guy en route back to New York just after Thanksgiving. (I’m nothing if not completely uncreative with my nicknames.) With the annual tradition of overcrowding and delays, Thanksgiving travel gives me major agita. So, that evening I was relieved to secure a window seat on the Amtrak train and beyond pleased when a cute guy sat down next to me. He was nerdy hot, with glasses and a quick wit. We hit it off and chatted the entire ride. The chemistry was great, but I kept kicking myself that I had left the house in such scrubby clothes and without a lick of makeup. “I’m normally much cuter than this,” I wanted to tell him, but I couldn’t because I was too busy blowing my nose and sneezing for two hours straight. I had been battling a wicked cold throughout the weekend and on my lap was a pile of tissues and throat lozenges, neither of which are an aphrodisiac, unfortunately.

But as the train pulled into Penn Station, he asked for my business card.

Ohh! I thought, Perhaps he’ll call and we can go out once I’m feeling better. Then I can make a better impression! Keep reading »

Dealbreaker: His Ex Had A Restraining Order Against Him

I Was Abused
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Judy McGuire was physically abused by a boyfriend. Read More »
On Abused Women
Facts about Rihanna and other abused women. Read More »
Chris Brown's Abuse
On why our culture must take domestic violence more seriously. Read More »

When I was in college, I was obsessed with this one guy. OB-SESSED.  He had a girlfriend, but he was just so dreamy, and I had concocted this fantasy that he would break up with her and be with me.  (Shut up. I was 18.)  I was messed up in the head over this fool for the longest time, convinced he would fall in love with me if he just knew me well enough.

That did not happen.

What did happen was that I used to walk past the retail store where he worked just so I could catch a momentary glimpse of him and then scuttle away like a cockroach. My friends yelled at me for doing this. I was in a miserable and unhealthy place in my life: many, many years away from getting control of the anxiety and depression that shredded up my late teens and early 20s. I was in no place to realize — as I later would — that if a man doesn’t want you, he doesn’t want you. Keep reading »

Dealbreaker: He Talked Smack About My Hometown

Dealbreaker: Pimp
He wanted her to be his pimp. Read More »
Dealbreaker: Dog
He brought a dog on the date. Read More »
Dealbreaker: No Dancing
He would not shake his groove thang. Read More »

Like Brigham’s Ice Cream, Dunkin’ Donuts, and Neco Wafers, I hail from Boston.  I am a proud native of Kickassachusetts and I will defend my hometown as though it’s my somewhat slutty younger sister–I can see her issues, but I will have her back to the death.

Right after college, I moved to Chicago and lived there for 10 months.  Around month six or seven, I decided that Illinois simply wasn’t for me—I don’t think that the Earth revolves around Big 10 football, I hate Bratwurst, and I can’t stomach mispronouncing “Versailles” as “Ver-Sales” on purpose.  I needed to get back to the right coast.  After I decided that I was going to move back to Boston, I had to stick it out in Chicago for a few more months to get through my apartment lease and receive a long-awaited and much-needed bonus from my nightmare paralegal job. Keep reading »

Dealbreaker: I Didn’t Like Who I Was When I Was With Him

Dealbreaker: Dog
He brought a dog on the date. Read More »
FB Friend Dealbreakers
These Facebook infractions will get you unfriended. Read More »
Dealbreaker: No Dancing
He would not shake his groove thang. Read More »

When I started dating Tim, I thought he was interesting and creative, but I hated the fact that he smoked, and his apartment was always a mess. Nevertheless, we had fun on our dates and he was really attractive, so I continued to see him and figured I would play it by ear (hey, we’ve all been there, right?). The truth was I was at this point in my life where I just really wanted a boyfriend. I thought being in a relationship would make me happy, and give me something stable to count on as I was adjusting to living in a new city, having just started graduate school. Keep reading »

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