Still hanging out with Party Gent, but still feeling the same mediocre feelings. We probably hang out about once a week. There are many qualities about him that do not thrill me, but the overall experience is pleasant. I’m a little unsure of what I should do… I am 90% sure this isn’t going anywhere and won’t go anywhere due to my reservations, but does that mean I should cut it off right now? Part of me feels bad “leading him on,” though I can’t even be sure that’s what I’m doing because I really don’t know how he feels. He could care less for all I know. (He could also be in love with me for all I know, I guess.) The other part of me says, “Have fun! Who cares?” Another part of me wonders if I’m “wasting my time,” but I’m also not trying to get married tomorrow, so I dunno? Everything feels very hazy, but I’m assuming things will come into focus and/or end when things start to feel more serious than a weekly hang. Maybe he’ll suggest we “talk”? Whoooo knooooows. I do have to say, though, that the sex was better with The Comedian. Oh well, better than nothing! :-/

And, obviously, Balloon Boy was a one-hit-wonder.


My Balloon Boy date was very pleasant (we ate delicious gourmet cheesesteaks), but I’m not sure there was a connection—he’s kind of quiet. At one point, I thought I spotted Larry David, but he assured me that I was incorrect.

Still talking to Party Gent, but unsure of when we’ll meet up next (due to scheduling, not disinterest).


Literally just got home from my third Party Gent date. We got dinner, rode the vespa, drank with his roommates… and then I walked home this morning.

Balloon Boy texted earlier this week and asked me out, for DINNER. And I actually said yes, so that’s supposed to happen on Tuesday. (Btw, the balloon is still afloat!! It’s been a full week!)

And, Baseball Boy and I are still in contact.


Yesterday, I had an 11-hour date with Party Gent, and we did what you think we did. I also rode the Vespa for approximately 8 minutes, and he cooked me scallops because I had never had them before. (Both my parents are allergic, so there was a high chance things could have turned ugly.) It was fun, but I wonder if we actually have anything in common. I’m content at the moment, but am also wary.

On Friday night, I met a boy at a roof party in Crown Heights. He works with one of my friends. At some point, the two of us were off to the side of the party, sipping from bottles and taunting one another. He helped me cut a balloon free so that I could wear it on my wrist. (We cut it too short and it was awkwardly at face level hitting us in the heads, but I think it was endearing. It’s currently tied around my bedpost. It’s mylar so it has good longevity.) His phone was dead, and I didn’t have any business cards, so when I had to leave he gave me his number and I texted him a detailed description of who I was so that he’d remember, just in case. I also may have included the poop emoji. I haven’t received any response YET, and I have no way of knowing if the text actually went through because it was green/non-iMessage. So, we shall see?