I dated a nice guy once. He was funny, helpful, a good listener, and the sex was really good. But then he warned me… he warned me that he was not as emotionally available as I was.
I went to see The Menzingers play in Tampa a few weeks ago with some friends. I had a blast.
I know it seems a bit pretentious (not to mention unbelievably nerdy) to compare our minute existences with the larger-than-life world of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, but that’s partly why I love this show so hard.
When the idea of meeting strangers on the web, as opposed to in a dark, smelly bar, came into the fore of modernity, many of us were… well, we were still minors.