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, May 18, 2005

Wednesday post in the works

... Fingers flying as you read this. Meanwhile, don’t:
  • Forget that reader queries for advice and thoughts on other problems helps keep this blog less narcissistic. Further incentive to write: I’ve still got a load of give-aways from the dust-collecting Sexless prize box. Mystery gift for every reader question that gets used (limit one per reader).
  • Miss the comment thread on women, beauty and power (it all started with my red shirt).
Back in a bit ...