Ah, more breaking news from the scientific world. Seems that they are close to perfecting the male birth control pill. My first reaction– Sweet!! Someone else can deal with the weight gain, emotional edge, etc. Rock on! Plus, I understand that they are really working to reduce the side effects that women have been dealing
First off:Happy Post-Thanksgiving! Hope everyone had a wonderful holiday. Second:Where the heck is prince charming? Is he still out eating pumpkin pie? Is he still over the river and through the woods and the horse actually forgot the way? I have reluctantly agreed that never leaving my apartment might, might, be part of my dating
I saw today that People Magazine has once again voted George Clooney the sexiest man of the year. Well… Duh! 🙂 Katekatedating@yahoo.com
Ok– Not really a holiday– more like a Roman flight of fancy. Sure. Some people might accuse me of putting off writing my self-evaluation, which is part of my annual review at work… um…and they might be right. It’s not that I don’t want to write it. I just haven’t figured out if “tired of
This weekend Kate talked to a boy. That’s right– you heard me. I talked to a boy. Please begin preparing– the end is clearly near. Picture me wearing something flowing that made me look deceptively tall (um… ok, taller… fine… not quite as short). My bizarro world hair was perfectly cascading down my back. Even
Because I’ve been sidelined for so long in the dating game, I’m not always good at gauging whether or not someone is actually hitting on me. So, since I’ve got several hours of sitting here at the DMV, I thought we should all play a game I like to call “hit, or no hit”. It’s
I may have found my true calling in life. It came to me while watching one of my hundreds of weekly news programs. Any guesses? Sure, you’re going with the most logical options: 1) marriage counselor2) sex therapist3) supermodel4) spy (aka international woman of mystery) But who isn’t doing those things? I’m not disparaging these
How do you know for certain that the universe is sending you a message? Sure, the universe actually sending me that invitation to spend the evening toasting to George Clooney could be considered a sign– but who can blame me for missing something that subtle… for three weeks. Besides (warning, wild justification to follow) if
Ladies– this is a public service announcement. Always read your junk mail. In fact, read your junk mail thoroughly and before you look at your bills. Sure, it might look like just another advertisement listing a bunch of information you have no interest in– and sometimes…. yeah. I received what looked like junk mail about
Ever contemplate just how aerodynamic your couch is? Burning questions like: Will it actually hit the pool if hurtled from my balcony? Will it clear the hedges? Should I warn people below? If so, you too may have been taking part in the time honored tradition known as “The Purge” (recently memorialized on Gilmore Girls).