My favorite way around this: Always meet at my absolute favorite bar, get there early, bring my Kindle. Sit there with delicious cocktails, reading a wonderful book. Either I am interrupted at the appointed time by my date, or I glance up two hours later and go, “Oh! Date didn’t happen, but I sure had a lovely time.”…

Don’t feel bad. It is not a question. There is no comparison.

Elegantly put.

Work... showers... movies... IRL interactions with people right in front of you... family meals... reading a book... yoga class... gym... DO PEOPLE NOT DO THESE THINGS? I’m with you. Anyone who gnashes teeth about my laggy text responses can email me and see how they fare.

I feel like ghosting is the silent disappearing act with no warning, no clarity, no closure. This story has so much clarity and closure you could cut it with a knife and eat it with ice cream. And I love it just a little bit.

I feel like this barely qualifies as ghosting. This sounds more like “quiet escape.” And good for you, of course. But not the same as the bullshit on blast here, fo sho.

Let’s use History Channel logic: You CAN’T prove conclusively that she ISN’T a ghost. So keep asking leading questions, and then respond to them with “Some say yes.” and it will be a thing in no time.

My favorite was an Asian friend of mine in college. She used to get “Wow, your English is really good!” so frequently. Her response was, “Thanks. I’m from New Jersey, it’s an uphill battle but we try.”

Yes! Two people throw me parties: My mom, and me. I do not expect anyone to organize a shindig for me. What I expect is that they RSVP TO THE F#$&*ING EVITE LIKE A PERSON WITH A WORKING MOUSE FINGER, THIS IS NOT HARD *cough* sorry, sorry. Got carried away there. But yeah, my triumphant 365-day survival, my…

Amen. For my 30th I planned a big, fantastic, elaborately boozy house party and invited 50 people. It was outstanding. But somehow, there was this bitter little attitude in a few people that it was “narcissistic” to throw myself a party. Wtf? I have zero patience for people who believe you should not throw the party…

(I got your joke. I lol’d.)

I dunno, most folks here seem to be saying, “No to the pedestal part, but the porn/sex point is right on.” Would the pedestal part be more enthusiastically refuted? Yes, because historical and sociological context exists and makes those two non-equal in their power and danger. But in essence, I don’t see anyone here…

You just gave so much more delightful meaning to “Pinterest Fail” blogs where normal people try to complete a crafty project photographed idyllically on Pinterest. Now every time I see those, I will think, “This is what happens when you think craft porn is reality. It is only fantasy.” Thank you for that.

Are you trolling or do you just have really bad bedroom communication?

Mr. Mooooo has said repeatedly that he is down to go down, but unless I initiate it, it never happens. Because he’s unwilling? No, but because it isn’t something I always want, and it never occurs to him anyway. He would greatly appreciate the…

This is actually fine though... If Mr. Mooooo wants that, he is welcome to let me know by saying it with words, or guiding my head, or delivering the package directly to the destination (convenience!). He knows I’m down, and during a nice enjoyable fumble, there are plenty of ways to move things along.

I’m not sure why…

You aren’t a fool. You did a brave thing, and took a risk for your heart, and that is good and right, and some day you will do it again. That is the only way you get to have amazing things, is if you risk the fall. And sometimes, when you do that, the fall comes. But you will always survive it.

Try to remember, as much…

I would have said, loud enough to overhear a few tables away, "You can't possibly be serious sir, because it sounds like you're threatening to bomb a restaurant on US soil with US military weaponry, which I believe would be treasonous for a servicemember. And you're using the threat of destructive violence to…

I need more amaro in my life. What would you recommend as the most versatile one or two to start with?

I had a party like this! I made what has forever since been known as "Anachronistic Punch" which was the winter drink recipe from Dickens' Christmas Carol. More or less, equal parts gin and madeira, with spices and honey and citrus peels, served up in a crockpot.

The party was during a blizzard, so those who came…

All cells that divide are alive. Tumor cells are alive. Not all living cells constitute a distinct organism, but some do. Not all living distinct organisms deserve equal protection under the law, but some do. Is this hard? You get this, surely?

I may not agree with JennaBennaHenna on everything, but her science so far…