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Sometimes it happens immediately, sometimes it takes a few weeks or even months, but no matter when you first realize you despise someone you’ve hooked up with, the realization is enough to knock even the most confident girl off her feet.

Astrologically, I’m really not supposed to get along with Aquarius males in a relationship setting.

Never one to let Astrology get me down, however, a few years ago I decided to hook up with a guy who was a mystery except for his sign (Aquarius, of course) and his choice in college parties (the dirty, loud dorm suite we first met at should have been an indication of things to come).

After a few tipsy run-ins that spanned a few weeks, I decided to cut ties with the dude because A) he was kind of stupid and B) he wasn’t very good at anything that involved the female anatomy. As the months wore on, and classes changed, I ended up finding myself in not one, not two, but three classes with the guy.

Initially, I didn’t think much of it. I mean, we didn’t talk much when we were hooking up, so it wasn’t really awkward to be around him, and any emotional attachment I may have felt by accident had certainly faded away by the time I realized his ability to dress himself matched his ability to make conversation. Read More »

I’m not sure why we date them, but we do. We date them and then mourn the loss of a possibility, but we know all the same. We would never end up with a douche bag. But for some reason I attract them like bees to honey.

Like any well-versed male he charmed me. He laughed at my jokes and my funny quirks. He was impressed by my iPod music collection and even more impressed by my writing. He told me how talented I was and he pushed me to write. I was enamored.

I knew from the beginning that things with the Australian would never work. He wasn’t exactly what you’d call the monogamous type, and I certainly would have liked to be monogamous with him. On our first real date we sat and smoked hookah and talked for hours. We had an instant connection that I hadn’t felt since my last relationship almost 7 months before. Read More »