The Road Less Traveled

When it's time for my next grown-up relationship, I want it to be with someone who wants to spend a year with no address, sail the Indian Ocean, make love in the rain, have babies who speak five languages, and travel all the world while writing best sellers with me.

The end.

The Perfect Boyfriend

...knows what my interests are, respects my viewpoints, listens to my rambling stories, smiles when I need to see one, laughs like an angel, pays for lunch and dinner, introduces me to new and wonderful friends, is patient with my lack of time management, has the best one-liners, always brings me gifts (like a meaty, full body red), is a bright light in my life, has curly red hair, just stayed with me for a week, is leaving to head back to the West Coast shortly, will be desperately missed, and lives off of the music box steps....

The end.

The Woe

Something truly extraordinary has happened. I met someone I really like. He's gorgeous. He's a genius whose accomplishments and benevolent ambitions are unrivaled. We have great conversations. He likes to cuddle. We hold hands when we're walking about town. We are really into each other, and I want to spend every possible second with him. I think about him when he's not around and savor his presence when he is, whether we are talking or sitting in silence. He is so good, and the first in a long time who is good enough for me. He is a dream come true.

Except for the fact that I live in California and he lives in Connecticut, and our little whirlwind romance is set to expire when I board a plane in two days.

I'm trying really hard to simply enjoy what we have now, in these precious moments. And I am trying not to think about whether my boarding that plane Thursday will mark

The end...

The Australian

I was being the good and loyal friend who was appropriately keeping her distance so that her girlfriend could have her much-needed fun and enjoy the company of these dreamy, foreign lifeguards, visiting the States and on a roadtrip of sorts (so very Aussie). She took to the creative one who knew American pop culture as well as she did, which left the striking dark-haired, blue-eyed beauty with the tanned, warm skin to me and waiting to have an American experience. I had to oblige.

The end.

The E-dilemma

When I date, it is typically the result of the internet. I meet them online. We woo online. And then we sometimes meet, more rarely meet again, and even more rarely meet regularly. This ritual goes on until it threatens to become more serious, and it's time for me to bail.

And then it has to end. So I start working on the Dear John email. And my friends start flipping out that I can't break up with them by e-mail (jeez, you'd think I was proposing sending a Dear John text) break-ups have to happen in person or by the phone. (Side note: we have all pretty much determined that the depth of my relationships do not justify an in-person break up.)

So let me ask you (I believe there are six of you), if we meet and woo online. If we speak on the phone _never_, if our style of communication and preference is the written word, why would it make any sense to call to break up? Under what circumstance does that make any sense?

Seriously? Seriously.

The end.

The Hoosier

I really liked him. I still do. We had really great dates, lots of fun, and interesting conversations with an easy flow and energy. He's a great guy, a believer. He hopes, he's a lover of life, and finds adventure at every turn. Like me. We got along well. We had a lot in common. But...

He was an unfortunate casualty in my realization that the only love affair I really want right now is with politics.

The end.

The Kingmaker

A boy whose awesomeness is beyond my repertoire of words sent me this email the other day:

"I am honestly so impressed with you. You do such great things in this life, whether it is fundraising or fighting for civil rights, it's amazing. It gives me hope for the future- meaning that all our lives will be better because of the work you do, and also I am hopeful that I will have a more enjoyable life when mine is closer to yours :). Good job on getting this fundraiser organized. I will definitely donate to the cause....just remind me as it gets closer. 1 email from you w/the link and you can count on a contribution. Can't wait to create this kingmaking team!"

And even though I have read it a million times, I still don't know if he _likes_ me.

It's definitely not...

The end.