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.

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

Priceless note from the archives

... I’ll let you guess the year.

Was flipping through an old journal last night, and this funny blurb — about a man of whom you’ve heard — jumped out to tease me:
I ended up being able to hang out with [friend of crush and crush and others] last night. Which was very cool. It irritates me that [crush] insists on this cookie cutter view of women. I was trying to disabuse him of it at Blockbuster — and was doing well with the “I haven’t seen Titanic and I’m proud of it” thing, but then my ownership of Sound of Music lost me all that ground.