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.

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

I heart nerds indeed

I knew there was a reason I bought that t-shirt ... “Nasacar.” Dang, if this kid weren’t so young — and so fictional — I’d be all over ’im. He’s almost as bad as me claiming I’d “become adept at the vernacular”! Ah, the recovering nerd. We never really come ’round — and maybe it’s better that way. ;)