Does New York's Intel make this "Sex Diaries" stuff up? Or just wildly over-exaggerate? If not, then civilization and happiness—at least in New York—is doomed, judging by the sexual choices and habits of the city's over/undersexed oversharers. (They've got the last laugh, though, 'cause it's shameless blogbait that works!) This week, a 20-year-old East Villager is head-over-whatever for a young Yale Law student. He's "intelligent, Jewish, tall, cute, and working as a summer associate at a serious law firm where he's guaranteed a job when he graduates." That narrows it down.

Excerpted from here for sanity:

7:30 p.m.: Best friend gets a call from an acquaintance inviting us to a party at her older brother's apartment. He goes to Yale Law School — we'll be there.*

12:32 p.m.: ..No one's perfect, but he comes pretty close: intelligent, Jewish, tall, cute, and working as a summer associate at a serious law firm where he's guaranteed a job when he graduates. I've hooked up with some pretty good catches in the past, but this guy seems to have the whole package.

11:59 p.m.: Promise to quit dating site tomorrow because I have succeeded in getting a real, live date all on my own — and a Jewish Yale law student at that!

5:30 p.m.: ...Love midtown — so many young, professional men wearing Oxford shirts tucked into khakis. Guys in work attire really turn me on. I think it's the feeling that they could take care of me. That's all I really want … and some raunchy lunch-hour sex.

OK, so the guy—did you catch that he goes to Yale Law?—calls late from the office, says he's wrapped up with work, and later asks her to come to his apartment instead of going on their first date. Anyway, she goes over there and they sort of hook up or whatever.

The beautifully appropriate coup de grace for a rich-lawyer-chasing girl?

12:10 a.m.: He puts me in a cab but doesn't offer to pay.

Which should end your upwardly-mobile dating obsession right there.

*The exact opposite of my approach; as my father once said, "The only straight doctor in the room, and you walk in the other direction." Yeah, it's 'cause I'm trying to avoid situations like the above. Also, Moe, I will never copy your footnotes again.

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