The Dating Game
The Dating Game: The Other Woman, And Why She Isn't Your Enemy
The person with whom you have decided to have a monogamous relationship owes you fidelity, as you owe that person the fidelity you also promised. If that person breaks that promise, I can guarantee one thing: he or she made the choice to do so.
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The Dating Game: Sluts Don't Get to Be Happy
If you haven't heard, there's only one possible result when you're a "slut"—particularly if you have the audacity to do it without shame and—clutch your pearl, ladies—talk about it in a public forum.
NO RING FOR YOU!
Who would want the cow when he can have the milk for free, we're told (because,... Read more »
The Dating Game: One Isn't The Loneliest Number
There is no such thing as The One.
There, I said it. No fairy godmother is going to come down and give you fancy One-seeking slippers, there's not some other higher-power-created other half of you waiting equally wistfully for you to walk into his or her life, and there's no ultimate, perfect... Read more »
The Dating Game: The Three Date Rule
The "three-date rule" is stupid. So's the five-date rule, the six-month rule and any other rule that someone's told you should govern the time in your relationship that you choose to engage in physical intimacy. The problem is that, in sorting through all the messages of when you should or should... Read more »
The Dating Game: Sex, Commerce And The Fraught Question Of Who Pays For A Date
I always felt weird about the dynamic of men paying for dates by rote: even when I didn't have much money, my preference was to go somewhere I could afford to split or find something to do that we could both afford. But it took a guy's behavior to really enable me to explain in graphic detail why I... Read more »
The Dating Game: Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better (Including Dating Way Younger)
I hate the term “cougar.” I mean, I also hate “MILF” and anything else that attempts to define older women or those that have have had children as inherently unfuckable—and thus the rare few supposedly worthy of placing a man’s dick in as special—because, damn it, I have no intention of... Read more »
The Dating Game: Out-Match'd
The first time I realized that the then-ubiquitous online personal ad banners on websites serviced real people—lots of them—was when I caught my boyfriend of two and a half years using one in 2002.
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The Dating Game: End Game (Or Ten Ways Not to Dump Someone)
There's nothing like trying to create a 10-point guide of how not to be a disrespectful immature jerk when dumping someone to make me think of the far more than 10 disrespectful immature jerks who have dumped me. My pain will hopefully be someone else's gain.
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The Dating Game: Say My Name
When I stopped being a "girl," and stopped dating "boys," it felt weirder and weirder to be somebody's "girlfriend" or have a "boyfriend." But, man, do people hate having to alter their vocabulary to match your relationship.
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The Dating Game: Coming Online
I know that there’s a book called The Rules, but the real truth about dating is that there aren’t any.
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