My ex-husband really loved to relax. It was his Thing. The best day for him was one where he played either computer or video games all day long. And had lots of tasty snacks. Maybe order in some pizza. Or go out to eat for Chinese buffet.
That was his happy time, if he could sit and play games and relax. » Read more
“Are you sure about that?” my partner says. “Because I think you’re biased here.”
“Well,” I say in response, my voice dripping with equal parts defensiveness and smugness, “I may be biased. But that doesn’t mean I’m wrong.”
“You know,” my partner says, “that reminds me of something a relationship writer once wrote.” » Read more
While these days I’m a full-time writer, I’ve held a number of jobs over the years. A few of them were cushy, but most of them weren’t. I worked as a hotel maid and as a telemarketer. I’ve worked in food service.
And I spent quite a while working retail.
My favorite retail job was working at the Borders Bookstore in Bangor, » Read more
Here’s a brutal truth: When you commit to a relationship, you’re also committing to unsolvable problems.
If only I’d known this a long time ago, I could have saved myself so much pain and confusion.
I know, I know. It’s not what anyone thinks of when they’re single and dreaming of having a relationship. » Read more
I’ve been talking to a friend who’s filling out profiles for matchmaking services. I haven’t done that myself too much. Haven’t really done much online dating either. I’ve tried that a few times for short periods of time, but I hated the experience so much I’ve mostly met people other ways. For me that’s been occasionally through in-person meetups but primarily via friends of friends. » Read more
Her new relationship is a nightmare. An unmitigated nightmare.
She’s been single for a long time, so there’s a novelty to having someone there when she needs them — anyone.
Because we live in a culture where it’s far too frequent for couples to all partner off and leave single folks on their own. » Read more
It’s a blessing — and a curse — to be satisfied with so little.
A blessing because it makes it relatively easy for me to be happy. I can thrive in environments that other people would suffer in. When I was taking medical classes back in the day, I used to joke that I was basically Helicobacter pylori. » Read more
I write a lot of articles about my quirks. And I will frequently get a specific kind of comment whenever I do. Ones that go little something like this: “It’s awesome that you know yourself so well. Just make sure you tell your partners when you start dating.”
And of course I do. » Read more
“People don’t change,” he says.
And I can tell he thinks he’s absolutely right by the way he says it. But that’s the funny thing about confidence: It doesn’t always equate to accuracy or skill (in fact, there’s research that suggests that confident people are less skilled, and more highly skilled folks are plagued by doubt). » Read more
Mario 64 was the beginning of the end.
When my little brother got an N64, I was pretty darn excited. I’d loved playing video games for years and years. On computer, Game Boy, Nintendo, Super Nintendo. It had all been great.
So naturally, N64 was very exciting to me. It was a bigger game than I’d ever seen. » Read more