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#181 Picture foreplay that lasts longer than a few minutes. Now, add crying. _____________ #182 Scissoring is only a “move” in porno movies. Or “Rock, paper…” _____________ #183 Strap-on sex is fun, until you realize you don’t know when to stop. _____________ #184 Why you should be proud to have small hands: sewing, picking your [...]

#172 You fucked me so hard I swore you were looking for my virginity. _________ #173 Every time I think I’m over you, Facebook puts you in Top News. _________ #174 (Missed Connection) Couldn’t hear most of what you said, but your British accent said “Soul Mate.” _________ #175 I’d be a better lesbian if [...]

Reminder! Come to Tales of Tail tomorrow at Five Points Art House. Be there or be []. #165 What a hot night! I’m so glad you figured out you’re actually straight. _________ #166 Thanks for being a friend in my time of need. And by “friend,” I mean slut. _________ #167 Proposals that won’t make [...]

#148 “Like being pissed on?” An OkCupid girl asks. If so, urine luck. _________ #149 Butt sex is as likely to turn you gay as watching A Chorus Line. _________ #150 For the love of all that’s sacred: It’s called foreplay. Think outside my box! _________ #151 That witty Facebook comment took me 6 hours. [...]

So, I need to write a bonafide post about this, but for now, here’s an abbreviated story. I’m pretty deaf. It affects me every day, in some ways more profoundly than others. Usually it’s something I can laugh off, as in the case of mishearing song lyrics or when I’m in charge of taking minutes [...]

#141 I want to hold you like parentheses, for once nothing between us. ________ #142 Skype sex? Can’t you masturbate to my Facebook photos like usual? ________ #143 First time for everything: rejected by a spirit animal? (p.s. Tumbl with me!) ________ More! More! It just got festive up in here, y’all! Haiku for Adulthood [...]

From the MySpace Vault, with new additions added for posterity: These are all first messages sent to me from random folks on OkCupid. I post them (mostly) without comment. I don’t post them to be callous, but to provide an anthropological glimpse of what women deal with on these kinds of dating sites. Of course, [...]

I used to write a lot of quazi-academic-y blogs on MySpace (of all places). I deleted that account when it was decided that Facebook would reign supreme in social media, but I kept the blogs. I’ve been re-reading them lately and getting excited about books and sex and queer movies. Also, to prove to…someone that [...]

This is a review I wrote in 2008 for Early To Bed, an awesome, feminist sex toy store in Chicago. They didn’t post it because they decided not to sell the book. At least, that’s what they told me. It’s quite possible they were tired of me breaking all their sex toys and hating on [...]

We had met before, of course, but we didn’t really know each other until she fell off a three-story building. This was in London, the first time I was away from my parents, my obligations. That she survived at all is a testament to her stubbornness. She was wasted; we all were. It was the [...]