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My first time. I remember it as magical. And romantic. I remember being swept away from a party in high school to his house, where he’d set up a romantic candlelit dinner (never mind that the dinner basically consisted of water because I was dieting and refused to eat anything). He had drawn handmade placemats, [...]
What an exciting week!
Monday, David invited me to “come over” at 5am without ever having contacted, communicated or met me. Clearly, this was super tempting, because I’m sure he was completely my dream guy. So yeah, I passed on the casual sex with a complete and total stranger.
And today, Orlando is IN LOVE with me! [...]
This just in from some jackass on Nerve:
Just thought that I’d let you know that one of your photos is way too dark to make out any details. Then again maybe that’s by design.
Now I’m not an artist, nor do I claim to be, but really? Nothing surprises me anymore. In what I think he [...]
I knew Nerve (self-described “love, sex, culture”) was a racier site than most. I learned that the first time around, nine years ago. And when I signed up there again a few months ago, I found that I wasn’t having the same success as I had back then. It seemed this time around that the age appropriate men for [...]
Here’s a list of my magical talents: I can make lychee martinis magically disappear. That’s it.
But not Marty Magic. He can hold smoke in his hands, make a wheel of cards disappear, walk through mirrors, and is handy with cups and balls. Unfortunately, he is unable to do anything about the top of his head, [...]
He knocked my socks off.
That’s all I’ll say at the moment.
I’ll see him again (I hope). I can’t wait.
I haven’t exactly lied to you. Its just that there’s something I haven’t told you. No, it’s not like I was hiding anything, it’s that I only just realized it.
The truth, as it turns out, is that I’m crazy.
Yep. Certifiably bats in the belfry, ape, mad as a hatter, insane, lunatic, nutty as fruitcake, out [...]
Last night I did what all Jewish people do for Christmas. This is interesting because I hate Chinese food. But, yes, I joined old and new friends for a Chinese Banquet at Congee Village.
The highlight of the evening, apart from drinking my weight in lychee martinis, happened the instant I arrived and met my Chinese [...]
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