My mom is a narcoleptic. She tried to read me fairy tales when I was little but she was always sleeping before Sleeping Beauty could be rescued by the Prince.

This has left me with a somewhat jaded sensibility about love. We only got far enough into the fairy...

Dave Gorman dumped me during fifth period of sixth-grade math, in a pencil-scrawled note his friend passed me when the teacher wasn't looking. I went to the bathroom and cried, but by seventh period, I was fine.

When Steve and I finally said goodbye in late August of...