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My COVID-19 Pandemic Virtual Dating Diary
March 24, 2020 Dear V-Dating Diary, I was excited and a bit nervous about my first virtual date with Avi, who lives across the river in Jersey City. I finally […]
I Was Dumped: The Stages of Heartache When You’re the Dumpee
The Backstory It all started with a like of his picture on a popular dating app. He then liked my pic back. And just like that, we were unlocked to […]
The Love Slide
Tinder is over. Bumble is out. The Millennials are sliding. Have you ever had someone slide into your Instagram? Sounds kind of weird and a bit kinky at the same […]
Devil On My Shoulder
Anxiety sneaks up on me at anytime, on any day, in any situation. Anxiety does not care if I’m on a date, in a work meeting or sometimes when I’m […]
Miner Jeffrey: That time I went to Fiji and drank kava, met friends at the adult pool, and had a wild time.
Ever since that semester I spent in England when I was twenty, I’ve lived to travel. That trip was my first time out of the country—before then, I had only […]
Mistaken Identity
Who wants to be matched to a millionaire? I did, until I paid a visit to millionairematch.com and met this very confused member. It all seemed very straightforward: The matchmakers at millionairematch.com […]
CUTE – SO WHY’S HE SINGLE?
IN SHORT Sensitive over-thinker with a lust for life seeks smart, sexually adventurous girl with a sense of humor. Once again I try and play cupid… When I first met […]
How to Be a Kind Dater, the World is Crazy Enough as it is
1. Guy who ate both of our sandwiches on the way to meet me for a picnic = mean dater 2. Girl who is on time and attentive during the […]
Gloria’s Lessons in Love
Have you ever been on a bizarre date? A simple enough question, you’d think. And, running through my own dating drive-by history, I become dizzy thinking of all the weirdos […]
Kartrashian Countryman:The creepy guy who couldn’t remember his apartment number that I flushed out like a sewer rat
Just like that famous-for-being-famous family, this particular foreign import came to me from the faraway land of Armenia. I met him at the rooftop bar at the Gansevoort Hotel. Yes! […]