My best friend is exactly like this. To me, it's an issue of weighing up her positive qualities against this bloody annoying flaw. And she is 100% totally worth it. But we've got ten years of friendship under our belts, and she's seen me through all kinds of crazy nonsense. A month ago I confronted her about her…

As far as I'm concerned, you can't deny anyone's experience of anything. Because it's THEIR damn experience!

Dude. You were talking to an awful, hella racist person.

1. Lots of water.

Just go "haha, yeah, one day!" and continue to ignore her.

Can't. Your brother's being an idiot, and so is his fiancee.

ARGH. THIS.

Do you trust him to discuss this topic? I've had therapists I'd talk to about a lot of really personal crap, but not a, b or c. If you've got a "not him" feeling about it, then maybe you're right. If it's more general terror, then bite the bullet and bring it up. It's hard at first - as I'm sure you know - but it does…

Honestly, I say put me the fuck out and tell me when it's over. Unless you have a reason to believe your body might not handle that well, of course. Mine is basically like "wheeee, sleep!"

I'm not sure that's the target so much as that's the authors (sorry authors, some of you are absolutely lovely). I balance it with Feministing and various other bloggers. After all, Jezebel is about celebrity, sex and fashion. The feminism and politics is really an added bonus if we're going by the tagline.

I have a phobia of needles. I have been given medication to inject to prevent blood clots while my leg is in a cast. I HAVE TO STICK A NEEDLE IN MY STOMACH EVERY NIGHT. There are no words :(

WHY DO PEOPLE LIKE THAT BOOK.

Can we stop with the imaginary boyfriends thing? It was funny once or twice, but really it's sort of reducing these men down to their subjective attractiveness. Think about it. Why is he our imaginary boyfriend? 'Cause someone decided he was hot and really super nice. Can we let him exist outside of his hotness and…

You see, I wish that'd been my approach. I LOVED that cat. She never forgot.

I did that! I loved our cat so much I pained her with blue nail varnish (so she'd feel pretty). After two hours my mum got it all off her fur. Dusty never forgave me :(

Or cake. Or the way wallpaper tastes. Or how squishy their eyeballs are. Or the contents of their nostrils. You know, toddler stuff. Mostly nasty.

Mostly unrelated, but I started obstinately referring to virginity as "ability to ride a unicorn" last year and thus losing your virginity as losing your ability to ride a unicorn. It really helps with sex-obsessed boys!

That's what you get for having a cat instead of a dog. Cats have taste. Expensive taste.

That was exactly what I thought, AND I REALLY HOPE SO.

We have the right not to give our name or address during stop and search... after a while on Google, that seems to be basically all we have.