Earlier today, one of my best (straight male) friends came in to collect me on the way to dinner. We talked for a few minutes while I, sitting on my … Continue reading
So, what do you call it? American English has a strange gap between the medicinal and the vulgar (or embarrassing, for some people) when it comes to explicit words for our … Continue reading
I was up late last night, and I found myself bored and reading one of those online relationship articles that you only read at 3 am when you’re on the … Continue reading
I spent the first two turbulent months of my freshman year of college being more infatuated with another human being than I’ve ever been in my life. His name was … Continue reading
We weren’t friends, but I knew his name. He still had my number from the first weeks of freshman year, when everyone was a possible best friend. The moment we … Continue reading
I was Harry Potter. I was Freddie Mercury. I was the Phantom of the Opera and Captain Jack Sparrow. I was the Bear Jew all dressed up in combat boots … Continue reading
My good friend posed this question to my girlfriend, “Do you feel uncomfortable with her [me] cuddling with other girls?” Don’t worry, her answer was a good one: “No, because … Continue reading