Evil Woobie

Online dating could happen outside dating sites. What is a better venue for interaction than a site that revolves around a common interest, a passion or hobby? Love DOES happen in online gaming, MMORPGs in particular.
Here’s the process in a nutshell:

Guy meets girl in-game.
Girl confirms one way or another that she’s a she.
Guy and Girl [...]

I’m running the risk of being called out for stereotypical thinking, but I have to get this post out of my system.

You see, if you don’t get something out of your system, it eats you up. You end up repressed and raring to do rebellious things; things that will turn you into a libidinous [...]

Talk about commitment phobia! Here’s a show that directly touches on men who run away from the “L” word. This ed fringe show is about a guy who got set up by speed daters and is finally able to face his past girlfriends.
The plot is no secret. He gets to interact with 5 girls he [...]

I have a Love-Hate relationship with time.
For a period, time was a friend, an ally that helped me get over something I’d rather forget, like a relationship given up for the sake of growth or some other BS reason. ‘Time heals all wounds’ is an old cliche that I tell people looking for advice [...]

Old timers here will remember a rate your date site that I fell in love with during the early days of my blog. It’s a site that surveys women, and aims to help them screen their dates and find out the real dirt on the guy they’re currently dating. Who provides the info? The guy’s [...]

I finally decided to write my halloween post (in broad daylight, with AJ’s Dora the Explorer video on full blast sound to block out any other-wordly sounds). This is the real ghost encounter of my lola Aning (my great aunt).
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I would just like all my readers to know that i TRIED my best to come up with a nice, little halloween story for you guys. I did try a few times, and in one story (about ghosts that blog, lol), I even wrote 2 paragraphs before I scared the sh*t out of myself [...]