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To the people who are “late to the game”: you are most likely a lot better off than you think you are, because you have been watching the rest of us screw up for years.

For some reason, somewhere along the way, all romantic entanglements here are forced into this binary of Hookup or Swat Marriage. Like most binaries, the majority of people aren’t actually at one of the poles that are emphasized, and some may want

I want to talk about the influences those around us have on our relationships. No romance/hookup/fill in the blank exists in a vacuum, and more often than not we get feedback from those around us.

Getting over someone is a process that we will all have to go through, unless you are one of those annoyingly lucky people who stays with their kindergarten sweetheart forever. I’m doing it right now.

This is Swarthmore, so pretty much anything can be considered a date – walks through the Crum, lectures, even study time. But if you’re worried about being friend-zoned, your best bet is probably to suggest an activity that is not on campus.

Based on the comments from last week’s column and the advent of the Queer/Trans Conference, I thought that it would be a good idea to write a basic column dissecting general cultural thinking about sex.

Hookups are not really hard to do. With the right combination of Paces ambiance, inebriation, and blessing from God, most of us could find someone willing to go home with us at least most evenings, if we are not even remotely picky.

When we are little, no one ever teaches us how to properly break up with someone. This is a shame, given that most of us will have to be on either side of the exchange at least once in our lives.

I recently passed a milestone that I feel compelled to share. I just celebrated my Selfiversary. For those of you who don’t know what this dumb made-up word means, it means that I have been single for over a year.

The marriage standard devalues any relationship that doesn’t climax in a white dress ceremony with a violin quartet version of Bittersweet Symphony, 200 witnesses, and a cake the size of a Smart Car. So I was thinking about what my alternate definitions