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<rss version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>23 (I feel old) &amp; F.

I live in Brooklyn.

I’m a graphic designer aspiring to be poor as dirt as an illustrator.

I am also a disaster at dating. 

rrowrr{a}gmail.com</description><title>daily tales of dating disaster</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @rowr)</generator><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>also</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I have a crush at work. :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/258297400</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/258297400</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 09:52:39 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Updates</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It’s been a rough few months. After my strange and deluded talk with Patrick, he basically began to withdraw from me more and more to the point where I haven’t seen him in about two months yet he’s still refusing to break it off (at least say it to my face). &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I’m not holding out any longer, but I wish there was some sort of closure or at least a huge fight resulting in me breaking his stuff. I kid, I kid. But seriously, this is so anticlimactic. The past year we spent going on and off and this is how it ends? &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Further news, I got a new job at a very famous and large publishing house, and I had an interview at Condenast for a teen magazine. The interview went fine, but I don’t think I was chic enough for them… plus the HR woman was a bit condescending and snobby. I expect that from editors and art directors, but from HR? Besides that, the pay was extremely low and I would have had to work a million hours a week. No amount of sample sales, hanging out in the Frank Gehry designed cafeteria, walking past models or Anna Wintour, and smoozing with the writers of The New Yorker is worth that. (So long childhood dreams of working at a magazine! Maybe someday we’ll meet again.) So, for now I’m sticking with my new job at a major publishing firm. Sure we don’t get celebrities everyday at the office, it feels great to be employeed and doing something semi-awesome.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/258295833</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/258295833</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 09:50:45 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://5.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqeqh54sjv1qzotivo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/194721631</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/194721631</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 00:43:56 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Saturday Night</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I finally had “the talk” with Patrick.   It went exactly how I predicted. He said he didn’t want a serious relationship. I said I was in love with him. He said he was sorry.   A lot of other things were said, and a lot of back and forth.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We ended it with, “We’ll see what happens.”  Which pretty much means that I’m a fool, a stubborn fool.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/193765009</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/193765009</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 21:08:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Friday Night</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I ran into a very irritating David with girlfriend in tow that night. I had avoided him for nearly six months, but there he was that night chatting up my friends and making unnecessary comments about me.  I pretty much could have cared less.   Well, until the end of the night, while I was leaving, he stops me and puts his very drunken arm on my shoulder.  “Hey, I hear you’re dating a great guy now. Well, even if that doesn’t work out, you should get yourself another guy because you’re a great girl.” I said thank you, returned his arm to him, and wished him a good night without throwing up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Later, rumor has it, he did throw up on the train, his girlfriend almost got into two fights on the train with random strangers defending her boyfriend’s “honor”, and she went to bed angry at his flirtatious behavior at the party.  Of course… I could care less.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/193762274</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/193762274</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 21:03:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>…but i had a good weekend with you anyways.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://18.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kpy2h5I6jV1qzotivo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;…but i had a good weekend with you anyways.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/187471506</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/187471506</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 00:43:57 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>i need lots of luck.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;My roommate is finally moving out. Time for an “awesome roommate” search! More like… time to panic about finding a weirdo stranger to live with.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Patrick and I are back to normal. Whatever the hell normal is… which I guess in his case, watching lots of tennis and football while ignoring me on aim. But I’m also scoring some brownie points with him brother by helping him get an internship at my previous magazine gig. Not feeling like his brother’s bitch-semi-gf is great! Now love me, damnit!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I also had a call back interview at a mega-giant publishing place today. I’m sure I blew the interview, but I hope I get the job anyways. Come on… my self-esteem needs this, and so does my bank statements. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;This week is also my last week at my current job before I get laid off. Thanks jerks offs. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Why are things always happening at the same time?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/183385947</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/183385947</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2009 00:06:22 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://22.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kp75j0rCXk1qzotivo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/175514919</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/175514919</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 11:54:38 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>jerk</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I got into a fight with him last night. K. says it’s not over until someone says it’s over. I’m not so sure about that since he left me hanging with that last line… then blew me off for the rest of the night. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Seriously? I’m holding on to this? I don’t understand why he thinks he can treat me like this.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/174833509</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/174833509</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2009 14:04:07 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>jerk</title><description>Me: i know you're busy. you're always busy and i understand that, but i don't hear from you for like two weeks&lt;br /&gt;
Patrick: well what do you want to hear? i don't have anything to say, i barely have anything going on except my work and sometimes i just don't want to talk. don't try to make me feel bad cause i don't have time for you&lt;br /&gt;
Me: all i'm asking is for you to drop me a line from time to time&lt;br /&gt;
</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/174831286</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/174831286</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2009 14:00:50 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>but he won’t…</title><description>&lt;img src="http://23.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kp5gk9xjmR1qzotivo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;but he won’t…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/174829331</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/174829331</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2009 13:57:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>But now the fun is over… and so is summer.  Time to be an adult. I had an interview at Harpers...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;But now the fun is over… and so is summer.  Time to be an adult. I had an interview at Harpers Collins today. Man, I hope I get this job. I don’t even care anymore that it might be the most boring piece of crap job ever… I need monies! And health insurance! And 401ks and a savings account!! And pretty new shoes! I need money for pretty new shoes!  Play time is over. Time to be responsible.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/173437876</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/173437876</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Aug 2009 21:24:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>My old boss at “The Magazine” asked me to fill in for her for a few days. 

So, I just...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;My old boss at “The Magazine” asked me to fill in for her for a few days. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So, I just spent three days doing absolutely nothing, listening to celebrity gossip, and reading next month’s issue before it even goes to print. Oh and I got paid so well to do this.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;If only this could happen every day.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/173434091</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/173434091</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Aug 2009 21:19:53 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://18.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kp2bft691r1qzotivo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/173429828</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/173429828</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Aug 2009 21:14:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>We went to the movies. He made me a sandwich. We held hands. We kissed, and we cuddled. 

The next...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;We went to the movies. He made me a sandwich. We held hands. We kissed, and we cuddled. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The next morning he gave me the keys to his apartment.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I’m sure that means something, right?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/162504106</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/162504106</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2009 22:54:12 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>This was great too.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://3.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kocifsTOXC1qzotivo1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was great too.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/162500008</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/162500008</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2009 22:47:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>a perfect summer film… for a fading summer.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://8.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kociabJfjL1qzotivo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;a perfect summer film… for a fading summer.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/162497823</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/162497823</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2009 22:44:38 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Nothing can last forever, but it would be nice if this could last a little longer.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Nothing can last forever, but it would be nice if this could last a little longer.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/160059380</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/160059380</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 17:54:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://22.media.tumblr.com/FKKXngaAvqyalpnkfDl0J2Wyo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/159590751</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/159590751</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 01:13:22 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Thinking about breaking up with Patrick.

I don’t know if I can deal with this right now.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Thinking about breaking up with Patrick.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I don’t know if I can deal with this right now.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/159590395</link><guid>http://rowr.tumblr.com/post/159590395</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 01:12:44 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
