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 I’ve lived in this city for over eight years now. As much as I enjoy walking along the beach in January wearing shorts and a t-shirt, or listening to live music any night of the week, or spotting Dimitri Martin and that guy from Love Potion # 9 at Whole Foods, there’s still plenty of things . . . → Read More: 5 Things I Hate About L.A.  “You two would be perfect for each other,” my friend Dylan’s girlfriend insisted after knowing me for five minutes. “You’re such a great guy! Why don’t you have a girlfriend?” she pressed annoyingly. I reflected on her question for a moment. If I was truly “great” she’d be slipping me her number when Dylan wasn’t looking and sending seductive glances – not talking to me like an overgrown baby. Still, she was right. I needed a girlfriend. I agreed to a blind date with her friend. Continue reading How to Lose a Girl in 4 Weeks  I needed a vacation. After talking to Dave Glenn, a guy with a trustworthy thirst for women and adventure, I booked a trip to Australia with Contiki – a company that boasts being “The best tour guide for 18 – 35 year-olds”. Two months later I jumped on a thirteen-hour flight to the land down under. 
Kim was a cute skinny blonde who had complained to my friend Ben that there were “No good guys out there”. She wanted someone nice. Apparently I was the closest thing to this, at least that Ben knew of, so he decided to set us up. She liked my Myspace pics, and . . . → Read More: The “One” That Got Away 
My dick is bigger than yours!” Collin exclaimed, folding the tips of his fingers over mine. It looked like the scene in Tarzan when Jane presses her dainty palm against the wild beast-man’s hand. “Your dick is the same size as your middle finger. See, mines bigger than yours, a lot bigger. You have a small dick,” he explained, showing its alleged size with his thumb and index. Since this was a gross overestimate, I remained silent, not sure if I should correct his mistake. Continue reading My First Blowjob  They say Saturday is the Rapture. I, for one, am sure they are right. But if Christ Himself fails to show up, we will pick up His slack (as usual). Sigh. That guy is late for everything. So if you have not Raptured by 7pm Saturday, you are invited to attend Our Thursday’s blasphemous . . . → Read More: Announcement: OC Live Show 5/21! ![blondefb1[1]](http://www.ourthursday.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blondefb111-115x150.jpg "blondefb1[1]") 1. The girl who disguises complimenting herself as anger. “Geez! Just got carded for buying a lottery ticket! WTF! I know I look young for my age but this is ridiculous!” 
“Hang out with me at my sister’s place in Silver Lake”, Katie insisted over the phone. I wanted to say no, but I really didn’t have anything else to do. Every time I go out with Katie, a major hottie, everyone assumes I’m her boyfriend; or I have to make small talk with some douchey guy trying to pick her up. “Sure” I said, deciding this was better than meeting my guy friends at T.G.I Friday’s and listening to them drone on about their fantasy football draft picks. 
The Challenge Describe how you willingly and voluntarily put yourself into a great deal of pain. The kind of pain that no one would be willing to accept under ordinary circumstances. You may use any medium you see fit. There is no word minimum or maximum. The Challengers In another OurThursday first, we . . . → Read More: Challenge Blog: We All Have a Little Masochist in Us  The OurThursday authors love the readers. I mean we really love you and some of us are even prepared to take that to the next level. But recently, in a heated fit of commenting passion, we realized that sometimes if you really want to show your love for someone, you got to make them . . . → Read More: Challenge Blog: Oh Man, I’m going to piss you SOO off! |
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