And after I call you, I’ll go call my cut buddy to handle everything else.” Sigh.
"But he's not that smart," my friend admits, "and that might just be a deal-breaker."She's a hard-news reporter and Web producer who craves intellectual stimulus outside of her job.
Perhaps you’re both guest panelists on some discussion about Black life, culture, or politics.
You hear what he has to say and think to yourself depending on your needs at the time, “The brother is intelligent, articulate, and cute to boot.
So yes, just for today, I blame feminism for the particularly sucky state of my love life. So my alert went off when he kept asking me questions about my research. As we walked to our cars, he told me that I had “given him some things to think about.” Famous last words.