The Single Life: The Washing My Hair Theory

I agree that the first date has been lost in translation. Check out Nicole's blog post about how to survive the hookup culture. It's spot-freakin-on with what you're saying here.

Thanks for the props – and feel free to rant over here any time. I'll probably do some ranting of my own when I'm tired of being Miss Merryweather Sunshine.

And I'm totally in love with your abbreviation of the longest-hyphenated-nickname-ever. You're brilliant.

Please come back. I like you.

I agree that the first date has been lost in translation. Check out Nicole's blog post about how to survive the hookup culture. It's spot-freakin-on with what you're saying here.

Thanks for the props – and feel free to rant over here any time. I'll probably do some ranting of my own when I'm tired of being Miss Merryweather Sunshine.

And I'm totally in love with your abbreviation of the longest-hyphenated-nickname-ever. You're brilliant.

Please come back. I like you.

In popular culture, which every male/female should watch before attempting to mate this philosophy gets an entire movie based on its premise. In the Tao of Steve, the third tenet which is ” “We desire that which retreats from us.”

HEY GUYS, ASK A GIRL OUT ON A DATE, A REAL PICK-HER-UP-TAKE-HER-OUT-SWOON-HER-OFF-HER-FEET-WITH-SWEETNESS-AND-CHIVALRY DATE. (note the hyphens)

If you're into her, that is. I don't know if it's me, Missouri, being in college, or whatever, but it seems like nobody does first dates anymore. If you're scared about her saying 'no', two things: 1) who gives a shit? get over it and move on, 2) in my experience, said girl is impressed by the whole asking-out-on-a-first-date phenomenon that they'll at least give you one chance (and make sure you take that chance and run with it! Run Forrest Run!). Yes, this is not a new rant for me. I could write a small book on why gen-Y is failing with relationships.

Props to you, Sydney, for having the balls (figuratively) to ask the guy. And no disrespect meant to unnamed fellow, either. Different situations, different times, and I've got no idea where you're coming from, so this wasn't a rant on you, but as our generation as a whole.

Said guy knows the posts are about him, as do most of the people commenting here.

But while the posts are inspired by those events – most of the posts in the past week are more about the issues at hand – not the experiences I've had with said guy directly.

I wrote about mindcrushes, and that spurred an intense series of blog posts from myself, Jenny, Jamie, and others.

I wrote about finding people who get it, who get you, who help you grow. Yes, the post was inspired by grabbing a few beers with Mr. Mindcrush, but the message of the post was more about learning about yourself.

Yesterday's post was about falling too fast vs. finding someone who loves how fast you fall – not at all indicating that I'm batshit crazy for Mr. Mindcrush, but rather challenging people to think about how they fall.

Today's post, though inspired by a conversation with Mr. Mindcrush – was about not hiding behind the excuses, but encouraging, and expecting open communication.

And that all ties back in to the part about you being potentially creeped out. I hear ya. I might be too. But everyone who is in my life in some capacity knows that this blog exists, and that I'm extremely passionate in the subjects I write about – and that most posts are inspired by conversations with a variety of people.

Thanks for being here – despite this kind of content not being your “cup of tea”.