Break differs for singles, couples
By PAIGE USYK | Mar. 5, 2008My previous Spring Breaks have been pretty typical.
My previous Spring Breaks have been pretty typical.
I came to this job under the basic assumption that most of us are having sex.
Whatever your opinion is of Valentine's Day, everyone can agree that men and women view the holiday differently.
Lately, I've been thinking: do sex and romance ever co-exist?
In the beginning of fall semester, I told freshmen it is acceptable to do something sexual with another person when slightly inebriated.
Over drinks the other day, my girlfriend said something puzzling: "I like to sleep with my friends because I know them, but why do they always end up falling for me when I specifically tell them this isn't anything more than sex?"
Every year it seems like there's more pressure to buy my loved - and sometimes not-so-loved - ones awesome, creative, flawlessly wrapped gifts. Yet even though Black Friday came and went, I have not one giveable gift.
There is nothing that defines relationships and sex for this generation more than Facebook.
You know what I hate? When people (or more often, movie characters) say, "You just know," when referring to significant others. I even had an older relative once tell me that they just knew "like you know about a good melon." But even that bewilders me - many a time I have cut open a not yet ripe cantaloupe.
Hate to break the news to you, but better sex is not going to happen just because it's harder, faster or longer (though I'll admit, those don't hurt).
I have only a few rules when it comes to sex and relationships. But the one that I view as my golden rule, that I treasure and adhere to religiously, that is my number one tip for both men and women having lackluster sex, is this: Never fake an orgasm.
Ah, the eight-to-eight. It's a date, a guaranteed hook-up and a secret friend all rolled into one.
There comes a time in every woman's life when she needs to make a seminal decision: full-on bush, landing strip or bare?
Filming recently began on a big-screen adaptation to the wildly successful HBO sitcom "Sex and the City." And because I own all seven DVDs, watch the Season Two finale religiously after a breakup and use Samantha quotes as pickup lines, it pains me to admit this, but I think the fairy tale is over.
My boy has a consistent bedtime routine: He brushes his teeth, sets his alarm and logs on to ESPN.com to check his fantasy baseball ranking and the homepage of his beloved Astros. I quickly learned I could tease him about his OCD-esque nightly redundancy, but I could never slight his Houston heroes.
Most nights I go out, I need a DCB.
In the past, I have abstained from further comments on my articles. I think most speak for themselves. However, I couldn't resist defending my Sept. 19 column, "Are hookups the modern 'free love' revolution?"
Everywhere I turn it seems someone (usually someone older than 30) is bashing the so-called "hookup culture." And yet I know only a handful of people who don't somehow engage in it.
Originally, I had an entirely different column written and submitted to my editor. It was about trusting your gut when it comes to the dating realm.
Lately I've been studying my coupled-up friends, trying to dissect what exactly makes a relationship work. The cynic in me keeps coming back to the same question: What are these people giving up?