So I recently hooked up with one of my best guy friends. I was ridiculously drunk and he was well on his way.

Fast forward one week and I don’t hear from him at all. I text him a few times and don’t hear back. I asked him to talk and when he called me he got very defensive.

The title pretty much says it all, doesn’t it? I mean, this isn’t exactly rocket science, this is common f*cking sense.

I’ve been on a bunch of job interviews. I’ve been interviewed by one person, a panel of three, in multiple cities, for varying sizes of companies, and for everything from retail to administrative to creative positions.

So I’ve heard about people having “open” relationships, but I don’t hear about a lot of them that ever end up well. So I guess my question is: what are the rules to an open relationship?

What you’ll take away from the film aren’t the explosions resulting from an alien invasion, it’s the explosions of personalities colliding and finding ways to not just co-exist but connect to one another. Ladies, let me give you the rundown of “must-see” reasons that this film is for you.

I mean, seriously, what happens? Something must. Something changes. Everything started out so well–the great sex, talks that lasted until sunrise, spooning ‘til class at noon, clothes were optional, and fun was constant.

In every relationship, one of the inevitable question you get asked is: “Who’s wearing the pants?” Why? Because pants used to be considered a signature masculine piece of clothing and men were considered the dominant partner.

So I’ve got a BIG problem, and I don’t have any clue what to do. I’ve been dating this guy for almost 8 months, and we’re crazy about each other. We’re basically that couple that’s so in love no one can stand to eat around us. Here’s the problem: I’m fairly certain my ultra conservative, Republican dad is going to hate him.

Ever look back on a relationship and say, “God, if only I’d known all this crap a the beginning”? Look, it isn’t always feasible or conceivable to know everything that’s going to clearly point out things will not end well. And not everything you wish you knew right at the beginning is necessarily a deal breaker, but there’re things that are important enough to warrant disclosure.