So your parents are visiting, and there is a possibility your boyfriend will meet them. You super casually mentioned this to him, and, in order to gauge his receptiveness, again, verrrry casually (but like a hawk!), studied the reaction on his face for any signs of dread. Terror. NAUSEA. Most

I assume that for those of you out there who have time to do luxurious things like buy pants and go on dates, the latter can be pretty expensive… not to mention how hard it is to find the right ones to begin with (well, I guess that’s true for

This post may or may not have been inspired by my Halloween costume idea of being Kate Bush. Don’t steal it. Anywhozle, I was just wondering, guys, you know how you do sometimes- if you put characters from Victorian novels head-to-head, evaluating their date-worthiness, who would win? Well, your lifetime

Relationships and dating can really whisk you away from reality sometimes. So much so that people can tend to lose themselves a little bit and do things that might be out of character, compromise their integrity, or just wind up being a really terrible mistake. Here are some situations you

I have a confession to make. Sometimes, I can, uh, go a little temporarily mad, to paraphrase Norman Bates. Not in a murdery kind of way or anything, but more in an obsessive/stalkery kind of way when it comes to stacking myself up against exes of current or ex-boyfriends. This

So it may or may not be my birthday today (hint: IT’S MY BIRTHDAY) and there’s a new social phenomena in the past few years that I wanted to address. The Facebook wall posting. Back in the day, it was simple, you bought your friend a Mylar balloon and she

There comes a time in everyday when your mind wanders into the gutter and you start thinking things like, “Gee, I wish I knew more about the history and current trends of Japanese masturbatory aid technology.” Pete’s Candy Store can answer all your questions. Tonight, they’re starting back up the

You know when you’ve been dating or seeing someone for a little bit, and though you’ve reached a certain comfort level, you’re not quite “there” yet in terms of doing really disgusting things you’d do in front of, say, your brother? Sometimes people never really get there, and for good