Mr. Dapper left this afternoon, the same way he always does. Late. Looking good.
I didn't get any of my homework done. Instead, he did me on top of my homework. He broke my bed, nearly broke a leaf from my dining room table, and almost broke a rung of my antique chair. If I'm careful, he won't break my heart.
I'll have to start being more careful than I've been.
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...does that really mean I'm unlucky in love? Would calling him one more time be ballsy, or desperate? Am I good in bed? If we have sex tonight, will he call tomorrow? Do I want him to? Is she prettier than me? Is he smart enough? Join me as I find answers (or not) to these questions and more. Hopefully, this brutally and embarassingly honest, real-life account of my re-entry into the 20/30-something dating scene won't be excessively brutal, or embarassing. Here's to happy endings...
Can you keep a secret?
- Anna Lee
- I didn't think so. That's why I won't post a photo, or reveal my identity. I mean, you might know me. What if I want to date you? To ensure that I feel safe to tell you everything, there are some details I just can't share. All names will be changed to protect the guilty, but the rest is true. I'm Anna Lee. I'm 28, 5' 7" and 130 lbs. I haven't been single since 1993...until now.
An abbreviated dating timeline
- 2007 - The Anachronism
- 2007 - Mr. Dapper
- 2006 - Metrosexuals and mayhem
- 2006 - Commonwealth and Latin American affairs
- 2001- Long-term boyfriend
- 2001 - Mexican photographer fling
- 2001 - Underwear model
- 2000 - Small town stud
- 2000 - Third love
- 2000 - Jewish-Canadian artist
- 1999 - First one-night-stand
- 1999 - Canadian-Italian fling
- 1996 - Second love
- 1996 - Pimple-faced stoner
- 1995 - Smarty-pants lawyer's son
- 1994 - Delinquent #1 of several
- 1993 - Basketball player #2
- 1993 - Basketball player #1
- 1993 - First love French student
- 1993 - Minister's son
Links I live by (and make out to):