Sexless in the City

Sometimes reading romance novels doesn’t quite prepare you for a love life...

For this 30-year-old urbanite, love is always a misadventure: The Harvard Lickwit, Hippie the Groper, the 5% Man, and the Ad Weasel. These and many other men wander in and out of her life — but never her bed.

Friday, September 24, 2004

Speaking of romance...

I would be greatly remiss if I did not note the Sexless Blogfather’s excellent subway research on this genre’s expansion.

In other developments of the morning, an informal office roundtable has concluded that co-worker flash” is judged by different standards than a normal* flash: undies can be worn (apparently the Sharon Stone flash is in a separate category of its own, however).

*These health-care types are really into nuance, I’m learning.