5 Boys Who Told Me They’d Love Me Forever, Who Don’t Talk To Me Anymore
We met at a book-nerd summer camp in Connecticut. He was from Spain (‘Thpain’), handsome, and at 13, I thought he looked like he was twenty. Wrote forced-rhyme poems about beautiful Spanish girls and asked for my feedback. I took this as rejection…
If My Online Dating Profile Told The Truth
I’ve had the same OkCupid profile for the past four years. I swap out the photographs occasionally and tweak the content every so often, just to keep it fresh, but for the most part it’s the same profile I’ve had since I joined the site in 2007. I, however, am not the same person. This is an exercise in self-preservation…
The Day I Called My Yoga Instructor A Douchebag
In addition to being greeted by a pool of sweat on the studio floor from the previous class, we were welcomed by a man named Sam. Long hair, skinny glasses, yoga hipster gear in pastel colors, spoke with his hands, complete yoga elitist. A person that encompasses all I despise about today’s yoga culture.
I Hate Meeting New People
I sometimes wonder how many cool people I’ve deprived myself of meeting by erecting a cold impenetrable veneer, how many important friendships and contacts and girlfriends I’ve avoided over the years, but mostly I just think about cute cats, Spider-Man, and cake, and then I take a nap.
