Category Archives: ending it template

No Duck Dumplings at Ping Pong Dim Sum

Posted on September 7, 2011 by

Finally, The Epilogue. Catch the whole story with Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and 6. Thanks for reading! It seems that in D.C., the better the sex I have, the less likely I am to see the man again. … Continue reading →

Posted in Bach, date picks, dinner dates, ending it template, h street, Not A Lucky Girl, Ping Pong Dim Sum, Queen Vic, Roommate E, sex, Shoes, The Real Mr. T | 3 Comments

Lesson: Next.

Posted on May 17, 2011 by

I won’t shed a tear for you, I won’t lose a wink of sleep, because the truth of the matter is — replacing you is so easy. Of the three most recent men in my life, I haven’t been able … Continue reading →

Posted in ending it template, lists, out with W | 13 Comments

Lesson: Rejection Doesn’t Negate the Connection

Posted on April 10, 2011 by

He promised he would make it happen. “I got this,” he said, nodding enthusiastically, his eyes darting off to the other side of the bar, where my Would-Be Match stood talking to a group of their friends. I grinned and … Continue reading →

Posted in brutally honest, ending it template, laws of attraction, lessons, Rejection | 5 Comments

How Wrong I Wasn’t, Let Me Count the Ways

Posted on February 26, 2011 by

I think I’ve mentioned before that I inherited and was raised with an uncanny amount of intuition and an even uncannier ability to read people and situations. I was taught to be perceptive and to read body language. My mother … Continue reading →

Posted in brutally honest, ending it template, lessons, The Bartender, Trainwreck | 3 Comments

Update: I Don’t Like Grilled Cheese

Posted on February 7, 2011 by

I admit it – even after the tasteless, even bordering on offensive drunk texts that The Bartender sent me Friday and Saturday nights, I wasn’t 100% against going out with him. I mostly was. I was a solid 95% against … Continue reading →

Posted in bad lines, ending it template, Rock & Roll hotel, The Bartender | 7 Comments

On Emotional Cheating and the Dirty Kisses it Inspires

Posted on January 10, 2011 by

So I’ve been there. I’ve been the emotional equivalent of the girlfriend while the girlfriend was away – in my case, she was studying abroad in Spain for six months (a year? I can’t remember now). I told myself we … Continue reading →

Posted in best friend M, cheating, ending it template, Kissing, when I grow up | 2 Comments