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Clicking?: Lesson 6: Clicking, or not so much.
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Lesson 6: Clicking, or not so much. I've met three good friends while dating online in New York. There was actually some chemistry with all of them, but I'm 38 and at this point I have a pretty solid set of likes and dislikes. So as a result, I do the honorable thing when I'm not interested in things going further, and say so. This means I pass up a lot of sex. Or the RDA, I guess. It's just a matter of getting the right partner to do it with. Posted by Clicking Girl. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Clicking?: 04.08
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Lesson 2: Just Say No. Drugs and dating (if you're actually serious about meeting a potential partner) just don't mix. The first time that I had a guy show up high on a first date with me, it took me about 30 seconds to question in my own head whether or not this guy was actually high, and about 1 minute elapsed before I actually just bucked up and asked the guy (it was quite clear he was not of sober mind). His giggly reply said it all. Posted by Clicking Girl. Lesson 1: Frankie Says Relax! I was litera...
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five foot view: sick dream
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May 18, 2010. After a successful mid-distance bike ride on saturday, i felt crummy the rest of the weekend. i thought it might be allergies because air quality was supposedly pretty nasty. but symptoms kept piling on and i was feeling quite bad by sunday late afternoon. Last night i slept almost 9.5 hours and, according to nate, sweat myself silly. but i did not have another sick dream, thankfully. what's worse than a dream that gives you no relief of your reality? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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five foot view: February 2011
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Feb 24, 2011. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Cambridge, MA, United States. I can be bribed with promises of adventure and dark chocolate. View my complete profile.
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five foot view: to do list
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Mar 19, 2010. Start taking things seriously. Get 8 hours of sleep each night. Take multivitamin every day. Scrub behind my ears. Thank katy for lending me her hoopty on tuesday. Also find out which cd of hers i was listening to. Tell family i love them, even when we don't see eye-to-eye. Tell friends i love them, even when we don't see each other often. Tell nate i love him, even when he has stinky breath and steals the covers. Give myself more reading time and less noodling on the internetz time. I can ...
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five foot view: file under: can only handle my own generation's mistakes
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Jun 25, 2010. File under: can only handle my own generation's mistakes. Kids and their music these days. justin bieber was enough to make me feel old. but i just heard some news that makes me feel even older: i am two years younger than his mom. yowch. Couple that with the question my friend fielded as a guest teacher at some workshop this morning ("does 'fo shizzle' count as slang? And i am about to wave my little white flag and ask for mercy. JUSTIN BIEBERS MOTHER IS MY AGE? Jun 25, 2010, 9:50:00 PM.
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Kids Got Hitched: December 2007
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Friday, December 21, 2007. Real Life is More Expensive. I love this table. It is, of course, designed by 100 year-old Hungarian doyenne of all things sculptural, Eva Zeisel. My love affair with Eva goes back a few years, when I used this table in a last-minute school project. It wasn't supposed to be last minute.that's just how I roll. Here's the result:. Labels: lovely expensive things. Three or so years later, boyfriend decided to decline the offer and marry me himself. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
