Dr. Nolove or: How I Learned to Stop Looking for Love or Anything Like It: Part 18: REI Is Alright With Her

Preamble: this is a dating advice series from a formerly long-suffering comrade in the struggle. I’m out of the game for life but I’m offering up some hard-earned wisdom for those still grappling. (See bottom of this post for the legend, mission statement, and credentials.) I would say about 97% of the female profiles I have […]

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Dr. Nolove or: How I Learned to Stop Looking for Love or Anything Like It: Part 17: Friday (at 9:11 PM) I’m In Love

Preamble: this is a dating advice series from a formerly long-suffering comrade in the struggle. I’m out of the game for life but I’m offering up some hard-earned wisdom for those still grappling. (See bottom of this post for the legend, mission statement, and credentials.) This isn’t going to be an advice entry, I don’t think. […]

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Dr. Nolove or: How I Learned to Stop Looking for Love or Anything Like It: Part 19: Estimated Time of Arrival

Preamble: this is a dating advice series from a formerly long-suffering comrade in the struggle. I’m out of the game for life but I’m offering up some hard-earned wisdom for those still grappling. (See bottom of this post for the legend, mission statement, and credentials.) “The trouble with being punctual is that nobody’s there to appreciate […]

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Memory Lane

I was signing up for something that required photos that showcased my amazing personality and myriad interests (no, it was not a dating site; I’m done with that). I went to the photos section of my Facebook profile because people generally post happy shit on their social media sites. The curated slices of their lives make it […]

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