This morning, Kirk and Lynne officially became my first friends to (voluntarily) reproduce. In my “congratulations, don’t drop her” email I almost said something about them having 16 years before they had to worry about me hitting on their daughter, but in a rare fit of common sense I didn’t.
Mazur brought up the fact [...]
So I don’t have to thinky thinky.
I want to move to the UK, just so I can read their editorials. Seriously, this is what passes for an opinion piece over there. It’s more important, and a damn sight better written, than what passes for news on our side of the pond – even if [...]
A public service announcement to women everywhere: my Y chromosome has rendered me immune to conversational subtlety. If you’ve spent three hours telling me how much you don’t like your boyfriend/fiancé/husband, I will conclude that you do not, in fact, like him and are telling me as much to indicate that the way is clear [...]
I could have gotten laid tonight.
But did I? Of course not. And why? Because she’s engaged, and I’m a nice guy, and nice guys really do finish last. If you’re 12 years old and you’re reading this, you give that shit up right now. Women are not your friends. They don’t even particularly like [...]
It’s that time of year again. Formal is Saturday night in Chicago, and you know what that means: I had to find a date. I’m taking Chelle. A splendid time is guaranteed for all, even though her boyfriend comes back from Iraq on Monday or so. And I’ll probably spend most of the [...]
Wow, what a week. Being in St. Louis is fun, of course, probably mostly because I’m not at school. At the same time, it’s brought to light some things that are at best unpleasant and may actually be harmful.
Irina and I were talking the other day about how most people are alone and might [...]
Esta viernes, tan yo camino el túnel debajo University Street para ir a mi clase de español:
XX Update: The cute girl in my Spanish class also seems to be really cool. Bonus!