Introduction

I may or may not be a serial monogamist.
But here I am on the eve of the one month anniversary of the end of my last relationship. It may or may not have been something other than a mutual decision, and I may or may not have spent the last month brooding, crying, missing him and generally acting like a sub-human, stereotypical female.

So anyhow, here I am. The monogamist. Single and staring down the barrel of my last three months of college, alone.

But before I resign myself to a celibate life of misery and loneliness, I want to say that there was a time when I was not such a monogamist. Throughout my last three relationships, totalling 4 years, I often wondered if there was something else out there for me, beyond the confines of Mr. "Stereotypically overprotective", Mr. "Unengaged and apathetic" and Mr. "Itching to get married".

So it is with mixed emotion that I set out to do what I never did: I will go on 25 dates and document how the monogamist in me struggles to navigate this new single world.