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The latest buzz in the online dating world is that Match.com is going to introduce singles events offline, in real life. Here's the problem with that...singles events still have a stigma to them. People already feel enough pressure to land a mate, ...

The other day I was reading about Twitter moving their headquarters to some skeezy part of San Francisco. Can someone please explain why they bothered? Why does anyone locate their company in the Bay Area if they don't absolutely have to? What do ...

On Thursday, this acquaintance of mine said that someone wished her a happy Mother's Day. That's weird on many levels. Mostly, it wasn't yet Mother's Day and she's not a mother. Do people assume all women over a certain age have kids? I know most p...

I've made a decision about my love life. I'm going to become one of those crazy women who men pretend to complain about. I think I'll even get a stupid little dog for the sole purpose of torturing my potential boyfriends. No longer will I take th...

Until recently, I lived by myself for almost a decade. It was great to have the freedom to walk around without a bra or whatever I wanted on TV. Dirty dishes on the counter? Yep. They are mine! Whose turn is it to unload the dishwasher? That wo...

Over the past few days, I was plagued by those awful, "I'm going to be alone forever. I'm never going to be in a relationship." thoughts. Because I'm a writer and need to communicate my feelings with the world, I sent out a few woe is me tweets. ...

Confession: I've loved Johnny Depp since 21 Jump Street. Last night, I went to a pre-screening of Dark Shadows. I never saw the original TV show, so I didn't have any preconceived notions going into the film. I'd seen a few trailers and it looked l...

Yesterday, my brother in law completed the Ironman. Sorry if that song by Ozzy Osbourne is in your head. It's in mine every time I see that word. I'm a child of the 80s, what can I say? Anyway, this triathlon consists of a 2.4 mile swim (it too...

Being single, many acquaintances assume that whenever an alcohol fueled holiday comes along I am going out to celebrate it. Um. No. Put on your party hat! Don't confuse being single with being in college. Crowds annoy me. Drunk crowds scare me...

You know what I'm sick of? Dating boys. I don't want to date boys. I want to date men. I keep looking for men. I go out on dates with what seem to be men, but turn out to be boys. I have met real men. They are few and far between. You know...