Category Archives: out with W

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 →

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Lesson: Heartache is Par for the Course

Posted on March 28, 2011 by

We met on Twitter, the Killer Kisser and I did. He shanghied me into a date with him, as Roommate E put it. He responded to our brief conversation with, “Uh-oh. I see myself about to be pulled into one … Continue reading →

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Lesson: No Excuses are Good Enough to Keep Standing You Up

Posted on March 5, 2011 by

I have been stood up four times recently by the same person. Yes, you read that correctly. I said four. It may initially elicit this response, “What the fuck were you doing trying to see him after the first time?!” … Continue reading →

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Grilled Cheese for the Chinese New Year

Posted on February 6, 2011 by

“Hey, you’re the girl that told the dirty joke!” The Bartender was excited as he handed me my vodka cranberry. Yes, that’s me. The last time I played the Spelling Buzz at Rock and Roll Hotel, I circumvented spelling my … Continue reading →

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The Holidays Hit a High Note: Sticky Rice Serenaded Glee-Style

Posted on December 19, 2010 by

On my girls night date with the lovely W last night, we covered the gamut of D.C.’s holiday offerings: a televised, reverent Carols by Candlelight service at the National Cathedral; hot (delicious) spiked apple cider at The Pug and a … Continue reading →

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Lesson #2: Old Chicks Like it in the Ass and Other Signs You’ve Flirt with a Jerk

Posted on October 6, 2010 by

This is the one about C and Roommate E out on the town that ends with a dick in the mouth pick-up line. Have you heard it? Let me back up. After a few rounds at D.C.’s first Jewish/Irish bar … Continue reading →

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