I’m doing actual work of late (midterm season and higher ed employment application season overlap in a horrific way), which is not to say I’m not spamming Twitter with #LawandOrderlessons and song ideas for #DuneTheMusical.
So in lieu of posting, I bring you:
An old Kate Harding post on dating and Dumb Luck (someone nice linked in comments here, it deserves a signal boost).
The Socially Awkward Penguin. My power animal.
Oh! It’s still Advice Week over at Sexy Typewriter. I’m feeling like the Letter Writer in the first question here should say something to her boyfriend along the lines of “Do you ever think about getting married? I love you a lot, and I’m ready to start at least talking about that.” I’ve never understood people who want that whole thing to be a surprise that they pretend they’ve been studiously ignoring all this time. “He WILL ask me to marry him, but only if I never bring it up and let everyone maintain plausibile deniability that this is a huge surprise.” Arghhh, noooooo, just ask.