As my group left Nationals Park, some of my friends expressed interest in going to a bar. Improv Boy: Do you want to join them? Me: I could probably last for one drink, but that’s it. I’d rather go home. [Winking.] It’s your call, though. Improv Boy [putting his arm around me]: Let’s go home […]
As I arrived at Nationals Park, I smiled as I recognized some of the men working security. (I used to be a regular at Washington Wizards games, and many of the guys also worked at the Verizon Center.) I exchanged a few pleasantries with two of the men who remembered me, and a thought crossed […]
Improv Boy and I never talked about whether we were a couple, but we definitely interacted as though we were in a relationship. The dynamic between us felt good and easy so I just tried to roll with it. Whatever was meant to be would be anyway, right? During one conversation, I told Improv Boy […]
I had just realized that I had been mistakenly texting my high school boyfriend, Boston Christian, all afternoon, instead of the guy that I was currently dating, Improv Boy. Boston Christian had played along in a manner that was mostly funny, a tad embarrassing and rather surprising given the fact that he was married. I […]
I had a little crush on Improv Boy, and it felt good. We were in that blissful early phase of a relationship. I couldn't help but smile when I was with him, and I couldn't stop thinking about him when we were apart. As much as we were seeing each other, I still wanted to […]
Several hours after Improv Boy had left my place on a Monday morning in early May, I awoke with two thoughts on my mind: 1. It was comfortable and easy to be with Improv Boy; and 2. I really didn't want to go out on a date with Mr. Attorney the following evening. There are […]
For our first one-on-one date, Improv Boy suggested dinner in the city. That was perfect for me! I texted him to inquire if I should wear jeans or a skirt, and he responded: jeans. I typically date guys who wear more suits than casual clothes (and who would always want to see me in a […]
As I headed over to Clyde’s for Happy Hour, I found myself rather apathetic about meeting Improv Boy. My apathy stemmed less from true disinterest than it did from my expectations of the evening. I hoped to enjoy the evening with my friends and get to know Improv Boy better. But, I didn’t see the […]
My birthday was behind me. Philly Matt had gone back home. Mr. Exec was trying to reach out, but after he had failed to be there for me following my concussion, my interest in him had waned. April 2010 brought some unexpected intrigue into my life, though, when I met Dutch Boy at an embassy […]
2008 I decided to at least meet Mr. Port Authority when I came back home to DC. To assuage the fears of my friends who thought he was a stalker, I picked a public place in the middle of the day. When he walked up to me, I was surprised that he was even more […]