Doc Tyler

A lot of my friends have been telling me that there’s no Doc Tyler, but I don’t know if I believe them or not. Is there a Doc Tyler? -Virginia in Valentine Dear Virginia, Yes, there is a Doc Tyler, as much as there are Virginias

You know what a fetish is, right? Well, I have a fetish. A fetish for Valentine tuna salad-you know, it’s mushy, smelly, fairly inanimate. I can’t get enough. Whenever they serve it, I take at least 100 platefuls throughout the course of a meal, put them

Your responses to relationship qualms tend to combine humor and practical guidance; therefore, I decided to spring my mundane boy problem on you in hopes that you will be able to give me a clever and unique answer. I, a freshman girl, am enamored with “John,” a senior

I’m not going to lie to you-I am a good-looking man. All I have to do is walk into a crowded room and 30 girls start sweating. ‘What could possibly be my problem?’, you ask. Nothing, other than the fact that I have about as much

I’m a freshman here, and school has been amazing so far. Friends, fun, independence. Thing is, I feel like I’m losing touch with all of my friends from high school. Even the girl I dated for three years, I’ve only spoken to a couple

I have a confession to make. I have a crush. An intellectual crush. Not on my professor or on the dude next door, but on you. You are the one for me, Billy boy Doc Tyler. My question is: when’s our first date? -Horny in Hamilton Dear Horny,

I seem to have a very strange disorder. Every time I hear the words “red light,” I think I’m a traffic signal-I stand straight up and flash everybody near me. Sometimes, when people keep walking, ignoring me, I get really mad, but there’s nothing

You might remember me-I wrote in last week about a girl I had stolen from a friend of mine. Well, I took your advice and told my friend what I had done-now he hates me! You ruined my life! How do I rectify this? Should I even listen to you?

I made a horrible mistake. You see, I have this friend who was trying to work some chick. I hooked up with the girl he was macking on, not knowing she was “the” girl. It was a lot of fun until the next morning, when I woke up

Hi. This is sort of a personal thing, but I have to get some advice … fast. Last year at pre-frosh weekend, I hooked up with some guy. I think he was a sophomore, I’m not really sure. But anyway, I didn’t get his name, and

One of my friends wants to be me. I wear a headband to breakfast and when I see her at lunch, she is suddenly wearing a headband, too. I hook up with a guy, and she hooks up with that guy weeks later. This is out of control, I can&

I smoke all the time. I love pot. Instead of going to my classes, I go behind the physical plant to smoke up and then sit outside or in my room. I don’t do any work. I’m scared I’m going to fail out. My

I’m at my wits’ end. All year, there has been one group of about seven boys in Moore who are consistently irresponsible at night, throwing wild parties with the TV room unreserved, playing some odd drinking game with ping pong balls and cups in the common spaces

Some of my friends and I are having the Room Draw crisis to end all Room Draw crises. There are seven of us, all freshmen, going in together. There is one other friend who wants to live with us, who we definitely do not want to live with for several

I’m not quite the Don Juan with ladies because I have a lot of trouble flirting. Whenever I see a girl I like, I’m either speechless or rambling-neither of which wins the heart of the object of my affection. What can I do to save my

My neighbor’s boyfriend has been visiting her a lot lately, and their evening encounters have become so raucous that it’s become a serious problem. Do I openly confront her about her noisy recreation or keep my mouth shut? Isn’t it silly for her sexual

I’m a freshman in a triple, and have been having major personality conflicts with my roommates. I’m very easygoing, but their blatant disrespect for my space, sleep, studying etc. has begun to make me crazy. The only options for me to move to are a one