Shaun Galanos 
Dear Love Drive,
I’m a 28 year old bisexual woman. I have a really high sex drive and have dated both men and women.
I’ve always struggled with the idea of monogamy, but I’ve yet to have a partner who wants to be polyamorous, and in the mean time I’ve become accustomed to monogamous relationships.
Why do highly sexual people have more sex than the rest of us? What can we do to catch up? 3 years ago I was driving a taxi in San Francisco I’d come back from living in South America and I was broke. Driving taxi was fun at first, and then it was just brutal. … Read more
Dear Love Drive,
I’m planning a sex date with a couple. How do I tell them I have herpes?
I met with a couple about having a threesome. This isn’t the first time but I’ve never liked the couple enough to actually sleep with them. This one, I really liked.
That’s what I tell women on the first date. They order a glass of wine, and I order a soda water. I get a little sideways look, but most don’t care. It’s not an issue for them. I attract people who don’t care.
I bore sloppy drunks and sloppy drunks bore me. We have an understanding to stay out of each others way.
Every now and then people are curious about why I stopped drinking alcohol. I tell them a short story.
I met my last girlfriend on OKCupid. We’re not dating anymore but I still love her. I love most of my exes. Somehow I’m able to stay friends with them. No contact for 6 months probably has something to do with it.
I’d been single for about a year at this point and was starting to feel ready for a relationship. Winter was coming, I’d need someone to cuddle with on those cold San Francisco nights.
I set my intention that I was looking for partnership. I ‘put it out to the universe’ or whatever that meant.
He had it all figured out, or at least I thought he did.
Nice girlfriend who he eventually married. Nice house which he eventually remodeled. Founder at one successful startup. Then founder at another. Money in the bank.
He has two beautiful kids and vacations in Hawaii. He’s a wood worker and gardener, and brews his own kombucha. Stays fit through surfing and mountain biking, and he’s really good at both.
You get the idea. He makes the most out of life. He’s good at life. More than that; he excels at it.
Dear Love Drive,
Why do guys text unsolicited dick pics to women?
Apparently getting unsolicited dick pics happens quite a bit according to my single lady friends. This baffles me and none of my guy friends admit to it. Could The Love Drive shine some light on this limp dick tactic for seducing women?
On Mondays I write about love, on Tuesdays dating, and on Wednesdays I write about sex. But, you’re not going to get sex tips today.
Actually, that’s not true. You’ll get ONE sex tip.
Here, you can have it right now.
Have sex today.
That’s your sex tip. Do you have someone in your life you could be having sex with today?
Great, have sex with them. It’s gonna feel awesome.
In 2010 I found myself depressed, single, and working for a company I didn’t want to be working for anymore.
I worked the phones at Yahoo! for 5 years as a sales guy. My favorite definition of ‘sales guy’ comes from a snippet of writing I saved years ago from someone’s Tumblr page. Author unknown but I’m still looking.
He’s also a Sales Guy, it’s soon obvious, bestowed at birth with an intangible, infallible excess of charm and the compulsion to use it on the most proximate person to him at all times. I’m envious, as always. If he kept a blog like this it would be far more interesting than mine—not to mention syndicated at a dollar a word.
I didn’t feel like a charming sales guy anymore. My soul had shriveled to the size of a raisin. I was miserable and had wanted to quit for 3 years.
And I’m probably not the only one.
I fucking wish we were taking crazy pills. Then we could all stop and realize that it was just a nightmare.
Go back to bed sweetie everything’s gonna be alright.
But it’s not a crazy, horrible, fucked up nightmare. It’s crazy, horrible, fucked up reality.
Last week I made the decision to write about Love on Mondays. But today I just want to crawl back to bed and forget about it all. Unfortunately shutting it out won’t make it go away. We need to choose love.