4/3/13 9:43pm Dear HowAboutWe support person: I signed up about a week ago, and my experience has been… less than promising. I’ve been contacted by men ages 23, 24, 51, and 59. I’m 37. I would like a refund. I know it’s beyond the 3-day window (cursing myself for not reading the fine print), but [...]
Three years ago, I did laughter yoga. It was real dumb, and I kind of loved it. I was lamenting the need to go pants shopping two years ago, but I have come a long way, you guys. I went jeans shopping on Wednesday with Kate and Michelle (blog post surely to come), and I [...]
It’s not just 23-year-olds from Goldsboro on How About We. In response to my How about we… get a couple of pork butt plates at The Q Shack date, I heard from a 51-year-old. From Clinton. (Want children someday? Dude, you’re 51. Which day are you thinking of?) But that’s not all. A 24-year-old thought my How [...]
Just to entertain you fine people, I joined How About We. The way the site works is that you post dates you want to go on (instead of a big cliché-ridden profile) and people can indicate whether or not they’re “intrigued” with this date. There are photos and minimal profile stuff, like My Perfect Sunday, [...]
Ugh. Norovirus. Or food poisoning, or something. When I wasn’t exploding from both ends, I was curled up on my pull-out couch with the dogs, moaning. Moaning! I literally moaned for, like, 15-minute stretches. Then I would watch two episodes of How I Met Your Mother, and then I would turn it off so I could [...]
Two things happened. A month ago, a friend got a job at a small marketing firm in Durham. About a week later, an acquaintance who was thinking about adopting ‘Nita left me a voicemail. In it, he said, “You’re doing a great job marketing her on Facebook.” Something happened in my head, something like: marketing [...]
I’ve been mulling amy a’s post from Wednesday. I do that a lot—mull. Just mull and mull. Some might call it “ruminating” or “perseverating”, but I prefer “mulling” because then I don’t feel like such a crazy person… Hahahaha. Like anyone believes that. Anyway, here are my ruminations/perseverations/mullings: 1. amy a and I are almost [...]
Hey! You’ns remember last week when I had writer’s block? And remember guest blogger amy a, who has stepped in twice before during dry times for the Avid Bruxist? (Her first post was called Dating in One’s 30s: A Guide for Those Who Don’t Fucking Have to Do It; the second, The Relationship I’m in Already.) [...]
Still not writing much, but my brain is chewing on a new FAYSHUN post. I’m going to buy a strapless bra at Target tomorrow, and then I’ll be ready to be there for sex. Not at Target. Just wherever I end up going in that outfit. Also, I’ve got a good story about teaching that I’m [...]
You guys. Man. I’m a bloggy failure mess. I am not the boss of this blog. I can’t seem to write shit, and blah blah this has happened before, but never for this long. It’s scary, to be honest. I’m in a not-so-great place, to be honest. Even things that had been going well are not [...]