Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
In addition to all the regular stuff I do all of the time (eat, sleep, work, work out, be social, clean house, have crazy roommate, try not to go crazy myself) – I figured “self, that’s not nearly enough challenge! Let’s add something new!” But one new thing isn’t insane enough, so lets add two! … Continue reading Riding in Cars with Boys
I am sick of being the Turnaround Girlâ„¢. What is the Turnaround Girlâ„¢ you ask? She’s the one who is a really fantastic catch herself, and seems to end up with nothing but idiots. This is because of her innate ability to make her partner feel fabulous about himself, and in return, he turns into … Continue reading Ridiculously High Standard #7
Another ridiculously high standard brought on by one of my many dating disasters? I wish. I guess if I could pick something… perhaps try not to give your date a nosebleed? Truth is though, Ridiculously High Standards tend to fly right out the damn window when you’re smitten. Please send help. And common sense. ASAP. Continue reading Ridiculously High Standard #6
This particular Ridiculously High Standard has been just waiting to be written about. I figured it was about damn time I put it down on… uh… paper? website? Whatever. This one is about the GEEK WALK. I can not bear to be with someone who walks the geek walk. The first time I encountered it … Continue reading RHS #5 – Walk the Walk
A little while back, as I was lamenting about another attempt at love (or at least like) gone terribly wrong, Darren Barefoot asked what is my physical type anyway?
It took a lot of thought to actually figure this out, because I don’t typically think a whole lot about why I’m attracted to the guys I am, I just take it for granted that I don’t find them repulsive, and hope their personalities don’t send me running for the hills. But I figure I’ll give it a shot and give a head to toe rundown of what I like to see in a man.
Have you ever wondered why I’ve called this series “Ridiculously High Standards” instead of something less foreboding? It’s because breaching one of these without a strong backup of coolness factor can very likely put the nail into the relationship coffin as far as I’m concerned. As I’ve said already, I’m totally willing and usually more … Continue reading Ridiculously High Standards – Implications
I can’t call this one ridiculously high – it’s just a standard, plain and simple. Be on time. I was supposed to have a date tonight. We were to meet in front of the bar near my house, then have a couple drinks. I was on time. I waited 15 minutes. I left. I may … Continue reading Standard #4