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A Misunderstanding, Finally Cleared

So, apparently there has been a misunderstanding between Jake and I that I didn’t even know about – but that is now resolved.  Here’s the story:

When I was an undergrad in Florida, I was in love with this fellow I worked with.  Let’s call him Brent.  Brent was an MA student in Literature, and to my eyes intelligent, funny, and good-looking.  I had a raging crush on him, which didn’t seem to be reciprocated – which was fine since I was dating someone anyway. Continued

How’d You Get That Hickey, Eh?

So the other day I noticed that I had what appeared to be a hickey.  A bruise on my neck that was both discolored and tender.

That’s strange, I thought.  Jake hasn’t given me a hickey.

Then I panicked.  What if he asks me how I got it?!  I certainly hadn’t gotten a hickey from someone else, but “I have no idea how that got there” is hardly a satisfactory answer – after what happened in July, I certainly wouldn’t accept that answer from Jake.

Then after my yoga class I was walking to my car, and thought, Ouch!  The strap from my gym bag is rubbing right against…

Oh.

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Success: Trappings v. Substance

Lance’s fantastic blog post about how accomplishment makes you more attractive really got me thinking.  I feel like what he says is relevant to the negative effect of the BF’s job on his health and decision-making, which has really got the BF and I revisiting a lot of things.

See, he went to grad school for a terminal degree in his field because he knew that he could become very wealthy working in private practice in that industry.  What he didn’t bank on was: Continued

Drinking, Cheating, and Other Concerns

I am not in a very good place right now.  Every summer, the BF’s supervisor takes a month-long vacation (must be nice) leaving the BF all his normal work plus all his supervisor’s work for that month.  Even though summer is the slowest time in his office, then, he’s always stressed out and overworked.  He has yet to find a constructive way to deal with this.

Last year, it was kidney stones.  This year, it has been binge drinking.

And then Wednesday night I caught him embracing another woman.  Here’s how it went down (times are approximate): Continued

How Much Do You Care That Spitzer Nailed a Hooker and Can He Save Our Economy?

Remember Eliot Spitzer, the New York governor who got pimped out of office last year for nailing a high priced hooker? Well, he’s back in the news and I tell you, I totally love this guy. Seriously, I do. Why? Because he sits at the intersection of politics, economics, bad relationship decisions, and $1000-an-hour hookers. You can’t beat that.

Spitzer was recently interviewed on CNN’s Fareed Zakaria GPS about everything from the AIG bailout to the screwed up economy to his marriage. The interview is interesting and well worth checking out. Total run time is about 20 minutes:

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Was Losing My Virginity Worth it?

Last week we put out a call to all bloggers to talk about what their virginity was worth.  Virginity is interesting because it’s one of those moments that’s a big deal until it happens, and then suddenly it’s no longer fascinating.  Kind of like turning 21, which seems so important (and is a big deal for awhile), but then after the novelty wears wears off you are having some beer at home or ordering two of your favorite mixed drinks at a local bar instead of getting entirely plastered off of shooters that are only recommended to you because they have racy names (I can’t think of the last time I ordered a Red Headed Slut).

Continued