June 20, 2010
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Shrink, Therapy, Father's Day, Holidays, MAMs, Middle-aged Men, Single Dads, Age, 20-somethings, She & Him, Threesomes, Blogging, Writing, Hamburger Buns, Nature's Pride, Sandwiches
Man Eater has a new TGIF tradition: therapy. Seriously! It’s a fantastic way to start off the weekend…especially Father’s Day weekend. Even better, I can now arrive late, guilt-free, because…my shrink reads this blog! By the time I plop down on the couch (okay, it’s a chair; but I
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May 21, 2010
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Shrink, Therapy, She & Him, The Threesome Trilogy, Threesomes, Bisexuality, Girl Crushes, Burlesque, Stripping, Alcohol, Drinking, Kissing, Women, Girlfriends, Dating, Sex Acts, Ménage à trois, Music, Fashion, Recipe, Dessert, Cherry Pie Filling, Cherries, Pop My Cherry S'mores, Graham Crackers, S'mores, Marshmallow Fluff, Chocolate, Hershey's
It’s 48 hours post
booty call with him and I’m in session with Shrink, who should really be paying ME, considering how much she’s enjoying catching up on the recent
She & Him antics.
SHRINK: Who is this? The musician? The one whose concert you went to?
ME: You’re going to have to
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February 23, 2010
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Shrink, The-Rapist, The Mexican, Technology, Writing, Facebook, Adultery, Recipe, Chocolate, Cheesecake, Zebra Cheesecake, Whipped Cream
Man Eater is taking a few days off to binge at VooDoo Doughnuts and hob-nob with sex writers. The following post is from a few months back, but I promise it's just as tasty the second time around.
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“Ho-hum,” I said as I squirmed on Shrink’s couch. “I just don’t know WHAT
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January 29, 2010
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Slump Buster, Jail Bird, EconMan, Shrink, Puck, Music, Books, Advice, Recipe, Pancakes, Blueberries, Blackberries, Fruit, Breakfast, Brunch
Was I too harsh in my last post? Blame it on my writing style. Third person plural can sound accusatory, so today I will stick to “I” statements. This is what was really going on inside my pretty little head:
At about 24 hours post slump-bust, the insecurity set in. A doom-and-gloom thought train thundered
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December 31, 2009
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Alcohol, Dating, Men, Jail Bird, Shrink, Irish Eyes, Recipe, Dessert, Cheesecake, Pecans, Nuts, Eggnog
Let’s talk liquor, shall we? ‘Tis the season to get plastered. Consider this my PSA. Dating under the influence is dicey.
The reason I don’t drink can be traced back to New Year’s Eve of my 14th year (also the night of my first French kiss). I was at a co-ed
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November 30, 2009
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Intoxicating Artist, Music, Mom, Jay, Married Man, Adultery, Shrink, Yoga, Cake, Recipe, Chocolate, Whipped Cream
“I knew you wouldn’t be late tonight!” Mom said as I swerved, bat-out-of-hell speed, into her driveway. Only half-an-hour to go until Intoxicating Artist would take the stage.
I’d spent most of the day getting glamorous. I removed hair from everywhere except my head, dusted off the fuck-me heels, squeezed into a
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November 19, 2009
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Shrink, The-Rapist, The Mexican, Technology, Facebook, Adultery, Cheesecake, Chocolate, Whipped Cream, Zebra Cheesecake
“Ho-hum,” I said as I squirmed on Shrink’s couch. “I just don’t know WHAT I’m going to talk about today…”
Shrink sipped her tea. And waited. (How stupid did I think she was anyway? Of course I had something to talk about. I just didn’t want to.)
“Okay, well, here’
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November 1, 2009
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Movies, Love, Men, Shrink, Match, Mystery Man, Adultery, Divorce, Married Man, The-Rapist
If you believe, as I do, that the Universe sends us signs, consider the last 48 hours a clobbering over the head by the Powers That Be.
Back up to Thursday night, when I e-mailed my Match.com Mystery Man to say I "approved" of his photos. Because I'm way too forward for my own
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October 27, 2009
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Writing, STDs, Television, TV, Shrink, Health, Pregnancy, Chicken, Sandwich, Recipe
MAN EATER adores acronyms. I can’t get enough PDA, UPS, LMAO, BEP, PB &J, BLT, and, of course, BJs.
Then there are the unappetizing acronyms I avoid like HSM: HPV and OPP.
I don’t want this post to be a PSA, but if STDs are cool enough for “Californication” (see the 10-25
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October 11, 2009
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Lil Bro, Insatiable, Fire Writer, Puck, Lima Bean Boy, Shrink, Weather, Music
Once in a while my “little” brother says something so profound, it blows my mind.
Tonight, it was this: “You never know if someone’s available.”
Sounds simple enough, right? Let me put this in context.
We were at my INSATIABLE launch party and I was recounting how I’d connected with a total
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October 6, 2009
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Shrink, Puck, Men, Love
I like to fuck and get fucked…but only in the physical sense.
Mind fucking? So NOT fun.
Alas, I continue to visit the head shrinker because, like dental cleanings and pap smears, it’s supposed to be good for me.
Today, in grand passive-aggressive style, I arrived to my noon appointment 20 minutes late.
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September 29, 2009
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Writing, Men, Love, Shrink, Man Eater, Puck
Shrinkage is bad for men, but it is a necessary evil for Man Eater.
I’m talking about therapy, people!
My shrink has a sailor’s mouth almost as dirty as mine, she’s impossible to shock, and she’s just as feisty as yours truly. All great qualities…until she turns them on
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