Real stories about dating and relationships in New York City. Truth is more interesting than fiction.

The Good Days and The Bad Days

Random fact, but here it is: for the first time in my life I’ve started to keep my pill bottles on my bedside table (which is really a bookcase not a table, but…). Not all of my pill bottles. Just my everyday meds and the ones I need most often for emergencies/when I’m feeling unwell. [...]

Sex OR Dating in the City

I’ve been pretty dull lately.  All work and stress and blog blah blah blah.  I know.  It’s pathetic. So I’m gonna take a big deep breath and try to block everything out, all of the stress and my phone bzzing every 2 minutes and the twelve things I was supposed to do today and didn’t [...]

The End of the Story, aka How To Find A Great F*Buddy, Part 8

Eventually we found each other (online, just like the others).  We met on a weekend afternoon at a busy Starbucks with people bustling all around us.  Somehow we found a place to sit and talk (we were both working that day, I remember, and the Starbucks was convenient to both of our offices).  We were immediately [...]

Yeah, OK, There’s Stuff I’m Leaving Out

I’m trying to be as honest, and helpful, as I can be with this How To Find a Great F*Buddy Series. I didn’t just want to give you a neat little list, but rather show you just how long and hard a path it was for me. I’m hoping that each post has a lesson [...]

How To Find A Great F*Buddy (it ain’t easy), Part 7

It was winter. That I’m certain of. And I’d just gotten a promotion at work which meant even longer hours and more stress. I half considered giving up my search for a fuckbuddy and just giving in to a life of celibacy, at least in the short-run, but I’d figured I’d try for a little [...]