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The Conclusion: Best Thing I Never Had

Wed, 22 May 2013 23:00:00 GMT

When I first met Brandon at work a little over a year ago, I had a feeling that he might be gay. Then I kept thinking to myself, “Someone that masculine, buff looking, sexy and smooth cannot possibly be. If anything, he’s a womanizer.” Every time I’d see him, I’d check him out without him noticing thinking, “He can’t be gay,” and I’d shake my head. I’ve sent some Xangan friends a picture of him, and they know what I’m talking about. Even straight men who normally say they can’t judge another guy, call him cute. My roommates say he looks like a movie star. Still, I thought my “gaydar” if you will, was off…who knew I was so spot on from the beginning?

Maybe he is just a bad boy having both of his ears pierced. He’s got a couple of piercings around his ears which look incredibly hot on him. When we started talking more intimately, he said he hasn’t been with anyone in over a year and two months. Hmm, I thought. Maybe he doesn’t get with anything that walks. However, he always hangs out with these gorgeous girls on his profile and he went to a party college. I’d like to wish maybe he didn’t screw anything that walks. Someone looking like him, though, can snap his fingers and in two seconds a girl would be there. Something’s up. More Here...

Space and Privacy - Where to Draw the Line

Wed, 22 May 2013 21:30:00 GMT

One night while drinking at a local sports bar with my fiancée and our friend Shelb, my phone lit up. My eyes scanned the text – it was nothing important – and then my fiancée reached for my phone. I didn’t think anything of it, but Shelb’s face twisted; she sat back in her chair, sighed, and said: “Wow, you two seriously need some space.” Though she said it in a half-serious-half-joking way, we were still caught off guard. I felt comfortable with our level of space and privacy, but Shelb’s statement made me call it into question. Were we too close? More Here...

I'm Not Your Mother: When Your Significant Other Has a Talking Limb

Wed, 22 May 2013 20:00:00 GMT

I wanted to simply pose this question to my Datingish readers and ask for your honest feedback on this subject: significant others and their extra baggage, children. More Here...

Balancing Womanhood

Tue, 21 May 2013 23:45:00 GMT

My father thought I’d be pregnant by the time I reached my fifteenth birthday. I know this because my mother repeated the last words he told her before they separated over and over during my adolescence. It was easy for him to say that. After all, he moved back to the Dominican Republic and left my two sisters and me to be raised by a single mother who barely spoke English and worked minimum wage jobs to make ends meet. My father thought we’d end up raising ourselves, end up in some older boy's beds, drug addicted, with an infant as our prize. My mother, however, would not let that happen, reminding us of this every time she thought we were straying off the path.

One time during high school she received a postcard saying I had not been attending my math class. “Have you been cutting school?” she asked me while shaking the postcard at me. “No! I think that was a mistake. They do that all the time,” I told her nonchalantly. She looked into my eyes, accepted my answer and walked away. The next day, during math class, my teacher received a note asking me to go to the main office. I walked into the main office and found my mother staring at me, the postcard she had been shaking the day before in hand. “Good,” she smiled, “just making sure you are where you’re supposed to be.” More Here...

Relationships Are Like a House

Tue, 21 May 2013 22:15:00 GMT

I was sitting on the floor of my friend D's apartment last week, having a couple of beers and musing about life. My boyfriend of 4 years and I had just gotten into a fight, and I needed to take a couple of hours to breathe and think it over. D is the sort of friend that will tell it to you straight, even if you don't want to hear it (especially when you don't want to hear it). She explained that my boyfriend and I were both about to graduate, we'd be living in different states, and that maybe this was the natural progression of things. Maybe, she said, this was the time for us to part ways. I remember I started to tear up at first, and I thought to myself, "She doesn't understand, she's never been with someone for this long, she's never felt this way."

Sharing Details with Your Girlfriends

Tue, 21 May 2013 20:45:00 GMT

Everyone talks about their experiences with their best girlfriends, right? After something new and exciting happens with your guy the first place so many ladies go is to their best friends. Whether to brag, complain or ask for advice, girls love to confide in each other about their love lives. More Here...

How Beneficial Are Friends with Benefits?

Tue, 21 May 2013 19:05:00 GMT

School was out for the summer, and I was bored as hell. My neighbor James and I hung out a lot, watching movies, playing video games, staying up late and chatting…. After a while, though, we grew tired of those activities. We needed something fun, something exciting, and something that would fit our high school budgets. One day, sitting in the shed behind his house, we grew silent. We made eye contact. And we started making out.

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Sharing is Caring... or Not?

Mon, 20 May 2013 21:00:00 GMT

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It was just a regular work day for me sitting in a cramped room at work which we call our "office space" for myself and two of my co-workers. We talk and joke on a daily basis and when we have phone conversations with our significant others, none of us really care if the others are listening. I mean, it's not like we talk about anything inappropriate. Just about our children, confirming future plans, or what's for dinner later. But one thing that one of my co-workers had mentioned on the phone, really got me thinking.

She asked her husband of 13 years if she could "borrow" some of his

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Phone Calls: Dead and Dread in the Age of Miscommunication

Mon, 20 May 2013 19:30:00 GMT

I was talking with a friend of mine a couple days ago about communication in today's generation. Specifically, methods of communication and the inherent psychology behind it. It applies to initial courting between people, but also to relationships. Today's generation has access to a variety of electronic communication: email, texting, FB, Twitter, etc. As a result, we've come to rely heavily on these means. The main benefit to them is their safety. They're low pressure, you can think about your response and take as long as you like to reply. So they're not scary.

The downside to this safety is that electronic communications are often fraught with miscommunication. The person on the other end can't read your emotion through your words, and so we're forced to pepper our texts and emails with "lol," "haha," and smiley faces. Think of how much implied meaning a winky face can carry. It can completely change the meaning of an entire sentence! It's all massively stupid to me, but sadly necessary so that people don't think that you're a sociopath or an asshole. More Here...

The Destination Wedding Dilemma

Mon, 20 May 2013 18:00:00 GMT

Two of my best friends got engaged two years ago and I couldn’t have been happier. I am the person that constantly watches romantic comedies even when the rational part of my brain knows it’s ridiculous. What can I say? Sometimes I just want Ryan Gosling and Rachel McAdams to show me what true love is. I’m corny, sue me.

My friend’s stories are my real life romantic comedy equivalent. Thinking about how happy they are always makes me smile. My friend Amy spent the better part of a year chasing a guy with a girlfriend. “She’s just so lame! They won’t make it 3 months” she would whine whenever he’d come around with her. She made it her mission to prove how much more amazing she was.

Her plan didn’t work. He loved ‘lame girl’ and Amy spent every weekend for 8 months locked in her room, crying her eyes out. My friends and I knew it was time for a “Friendtervention.” We sat her down and gave her a dose of reality. The bottom line was that he didn’t like her and she had to move on. Four months later she met Connor and two years after that she’s engaged. More Here...