I don't have it often, but I like to mix it with chopped nuts, preferably walnuts and almonds, and a small drizzle of honey.

I don't really have any advice, but I just wanted to let you know you're not alone. I made it to my mid-20's before I started having sex, and my first partner was someone who had lost his virginity only a few months before meeting me (and he was a few years older). Honestly, I think "late bloomers" are a lot more…

So what turned into an offhand status update on FaceBook turned into my friends and I coming up with our own superheros/villains all day long. I've now got an entire series running in my head.

She looks like she's putting forth a HUGE effort not to spit out the tea she sipped towards the end of the ad.

UHF fan here, too!

Ah, I just posted a similar comment. Should really read previous comments before posting. But yeah, I don't think they've stopped to consider how this bill would work in real life.

Literally my face while reading this. My brain hurts from all this insanity. (Edited because someone's already voiced the same concerns as me)

It's true. As soon as you drive outside the city limits in any direction, it turns into Alabama.

The Brooms shoe would be perfect for sweeping my floor. Just walk around a bit and the shoes do all the work.

Hee! I remember getting a Barbie house one Christmas. I thought, "This will be a perfect spot to store my dinosaurs!"

I had that one, too! Mine had a perpetual mullet after one use.

I preferred my dinosaurs and dog plushies over my dolls. And pretending to be Darkwing Duck most of all.

Just started "Brave New World" by Aldous Huxley. Before that, "Rebecca" by Daphne du Maurier.

Second on all of this. Also, buy (yes, BUY, you'll want to re-read it) a copy of The Gift of Fear by Gavin de Becker.

Remind yourself that it's okay to write a shitty first draft. Everyone writes shitty first drafts. Stephen King does it, Steinbeck probably did it, and your professors wrote shitty first drafts of their thesis. Once you stop putting that pressure on yourself, it'll be easier to slog through the 3-5 pages. And, when…

Speaking of deadbolts, I changed the locks on my door when I moved in (make sure your landlord approves and you give him a key!). Because you never know who the previous tenant might have given a copy of the keys to.

A dog would be a great option if it's financially feasible and the OP can give it quality care. My downstairs neighbor used to have a pit bull and it was comforting to know it was in the building (super friendly dog, but its bark was intimidating as hell) Really, any kind of pet can help reduce loneliness.

Mine was a moving-out present from my dad. :) It also doubles as a flashlight. There's always pepper spray, too, but I figured there's too much of a chance I'd accidentally spray myself instead.

Ooh, and put bars on the windows if they don't already have them!