The Need for Good Girlfriends

In the end I decided I was definitely 34 going on 35, but in a city like New York, with its pace and its pressures, sometimes it’s important to have a 13-year-old moment. To remember a simpler time when the best thing in life was just hanging out, listening to records and having fun with your friends. In your very own apartment. -Carrie, Sex and the City

I’ve always been one of those girls that has a lot of guy friends. I never really had close girlfriends growing up. Girls in middle school were so mean! I grew up with three brothers, and boys were just easier to get along with and talk to. I loved being one of the guys. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve begun to realize that girlfriends are not only important, I think they’re necessary, especially when in a serious relationship. There are just some things I can talk to a girl about that a guy just wouldn’t understand. Not only that, but sadly, it is true that most guy friends are just guys that at one point had a crush on you and it never worked out. They’re sort of waiting in the wings. While I don’t agree with Reality Check entirely on her view; she believes that guys and girls can’t be friends at all. I think that it is possible, but I think having a best guy friend when you’re in love with another guy is next to impossible. (more…)


Our Nightly Routine

Tell her that her butt looks like an apple and you wanna take a bite. -Tracy, 30 Rock

The potluck went pretty well with Match and my friends mingling for the first time. At the beginning, it was incredibly awkward. No one would talk to each other, and I am pretty sure I could hear crickets. After we got some wine flowing and I busted out the game Apples to Apples, everyone seemed to relax and actually have fun.

It cracked me up when we called it a night-it was only 11! But Match and I were both exhausted, and he has to get up so early these days. I am missing our weekends, and I can’t wait for him to be done with his fire academy. I keep myself plenty busy, but it would be nice just to have a weekend to ourselves where we could sleep in, make breakfast, maybe go to the park.

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The Resurrection of Our Social Life

Hold on to your bedsores grandparents from Willy Wonka! -Barney, How I Met Your Mother

Match and I have been in a social rut. Things with us are great, but we realized we’ve been pretty big homebodies. So we dusted off our night clothes and headed out for a drink at the local Irish Pub. We were cracking up before we left because Match said it was getting late, and we looked at the clock, and it wasn’t even 8:30. We are such grandparents.

We opted to walk downtown so we could both drink and save some money on gas, so we set off into the night. As we got closer to downtown, we passed a Filipino transvestite who may have also been a hooker. He/She was wearing a skirt that barely covered his/her ass, and enough makeup for a whole classroom of teenage girls. Ah, California, you gotta love it. (more…)


Stop Smothering Me

Things are different this time. Before she was demanding and possessive, but now she wants me to do stuff and stay with her all the time.-Fry, Futurama

I can’t get enough of Match. It’s funny, I’m a pretty independent person, especially within relationships. With Match, everything is just better when he’s there. I couldn’t say the same for one of my poor exes, Puppy Guy, who had the ability to smother me from over 400 miles away. Let me take you down memory lane, back to the spring/summer of 2006, and my impending college graduation. (more…)


A Date Girl’s Fantasy

Sports night: every female’s fantasy. A room full of captive heterosexual men all looking to be distracted during commercial breaks. -Carrie, Sex and the City

I just have to say it: Match is my fantasy man. When I first saw his pictures, I thought he was a hottie.

When I got to know his personality, he became downright sexy. And every day that passing, I think I get more and more attracted to him. Sometimes I get overwhelmed with my daytime fantasies of Match. I’d love to just rush home, throw one of those english saddles on his back and ride him around our bedroom. Too much? ;-) But seriously, I don’t think I’ve ever dated someone who I as physically attracted to as I was emotionally. I know physical attraction isn’t everything, but it separates that line between friendship and something more.

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