Posts tagged text
En limbo
We’ve all been there. You craft a missive to your “crush”, push send, and wait. You click “send/receive” upwards of 500,000 times a day. You check it on the treadmill of your gym, and you check it on the can. Minutes seem like hours and hours seem like days as you glue your eyes to the screen until that reply comes. And if it doesn’t? You just got hit with the N.E.B (no email back.) *crinkle crinkle* The crush has crushed!
Texts you WISH you could send, part 1
Texting is such a blast – a modern take on the telegram, you send cute, pithy messages back and forth in a sort of linguistic dalliance. It’s also a challenging medium to express your real thoughts and concerns, and as tempting as it may be we must control the urge to let it all hang out on SMS. Instead, LITD will compile an ongoing list of Texts you WISH you could send (add yours to the comments)
3 ways to deal with rejection
Sssssss……we all know that sound. You hear it while getting dealt the blow of a disssss, as well as the hisssss of your deflating ego. How hard it is to realize that you’re not God’s gift to women/men, that someone could actually decide not to want you forever, or at least for a night. It’s always a tough pill to swallow, often requiring the swallowing of a different, non-metaphorical pill or pills. But we urge you not to use drugs – dispose of them immediately by sending them to us – and instead refer to this handy list of ways to deal with rejection:
1. Blame technology - so you got nailed with the NTB (no text back), NEB (email), or NCB (call). This is probably because you F-ed up and were overeager, but that’s water under the bridge. How do you deal with the sting? Easy. The email was sent to the spam folder. AT&T’s lame network lost your text and voice mail. You weren’t rejected – technology just didn’t cooperate. **…
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Post text analysis: to bar, or not to bar
This is a series in which two of the web’s great relationship writers analyze a nebulous text correspondence between couples, lovers, or somewhere in-betweens. The following missive is particularly complex, so we approached two of the best: Nando,
whose wisdom is known to the world as Nandoism, and Zoe,
whose razor sharp wit draws blood on Wink Wink Wink.
The background:
They meet via blind date and start a very intense relationship (ie. Sex) all of a sudden. Thinking she’s never going to date him long term, she freaks out and dumps him, then calls him hours later and he end up spending the night. They date for a few more weeks, then she breaks up with him again. Then (you guessed it) date for another week. Finally they seal the break up deal but have continued to text every once in a while.
This is one of these times. It’s a Sunday evening in mid-March. She’s at a bar in Williamsburg:
She:
Considering getting out of the w’burg…
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Dumped on email: a death letter analysis
The following was my guest conTEXTual on the very very funny site, Winkwinkwink. Here’s the background to the death letter, in the words of the deceased:
Met on Match when I was dating a few other guys. We went out for Korean food, laughed for hours. Had another date, laughed some more. I knew it wasn’t going to be more than a short-term relationship in the beginning, but after a few Sunday afternoon motorcycle rides and road trips, I didn’t care. I was having fun. He introduced me to his friends. He would cancel weekend plans to hang out with me. His mom even knew my name and asked him about me in her daily emails. And this was only one month in. I started to like him, a lot, and only thought about him when I was dating this other Caribbean dude who was kind of perfect. Not even Mr. Perfect could stop me thinking about my funny Frenchman, so I broke up with Mr. Perfect and began dating just the Frenchman. I…
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Post Text Analysis
Pity those of us who are forced to date in the the 21st century. Yes, there are wonderful new forms of communication, but each one has a unique skill set to master. Texting in particular is a sneaky, slippery snake that, if not handled correctly, will bite you. Good thing you’re not alone. Each week LITD will take real texts, emails and phone messages, and, with the help of experts, will analyze what went right or wrong, so you can avoid getting bit by the poisonous text snake.
This week we’ve enlisted two of New York’s finest single’s writers, the lovely Simone from Sex Lies and Dating 
and the smooth Jackie from Jack from Brooklyn
, to hash out the text below.
ConTEXT:
The two met briefly at a party. He got her number and asked her out; they had drinks the week after. This text exchange took place immediately after the date.
Him:It was lovely to meet up. have a good night.
good; showed fearlessness about immediate feedback.
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Sausage Links and Fried Hashtags
I had never heard of Alex Chilton, or any of his bands until he died. I can’t decide to be grateful or saddened. Either way, I’ve been all up in his interview and music archives. #whatisgoing2surviveyou
In the world of sports, professional athletes are in the zone–they don’t really think about anything but the game at hand. So sometimes the hands do the thinking: #SoSoft; for those who enjoy the salacious, the Tiger Wood /Porn Star “sext-messages.”
Via ilovecharts.tumblr.com, a visual genealogy of pop/rock music. #tookalongtime2make #HyperlinkThatBaby
Love animals? This series is neat. However I am much more excited with it’s trailer for the return of Planet Earth. #AnimalsMakeMyBrainParty.
I’m only 23, but boy do I see this hitting close to home soon. #ageisjustanumber #malariaisjustasickness
#GratuitousJackHandeyQuote: “Is there anything more beautiful than a beautiful, beautiful flamingo, flying across in front of a beautiful sunset? And he’s carrying a beautiful rose in his beak, and also he’s carrying a very beautiful painting with his feet. And also, you’re drunk.”
RIP Alex Chilton:
