A ghost writer is not a dead person come back from the dead. It is a writer who pretends to be someone else, like all those celebrity "autobiographies" that the celebrities don't actually write themselves.

Could we all please stop calling it depression when we are having a bad day and want to eat ice cream and watch stupid rom-coms? That's not depression. Depression is having all your dreams come true, and not feeling anything at all, in fact feeling nothing but pain. Depression is acting every minute of your life as if…

For some reason I read this in Gordon Ramsay's voice. And it's brilliant, actually. I made the mistake once of telling my then two year old to "calm down" when I wanted her to go to sleep. She laughed hysterically for half an hour repeating "talm down, bwahahahaha talm down" in her best maniacal child voice. Shudder.…

Wow. I was never that bad that I would donate used underwear. My husband did buy a HUGE pair of tighty whiteys once for a Halloween costume from Goodwill, but they seemed to be unused.

Do you wear glasses? I was sort of considering getting them, because with small frame glasses you don't get to see anything except in that tiny little oval or circle of glass, so I always wear contacts. With big ass glasses at least you have a wider field of vision.

I think that's what also started me thinking about the state of what I donate, I shop at Goodwill sometimes too, and realized that I had stopped going because everything was just icky at our local shops. My guilt over throwing anything away made me think that I had to pass on the clothing, but after realizing how I…

I don't buy slogan t-shirts either, and I think most people don't want them at Goodwill even since they end up going to a totally different country. I'll have to follow your example with my nice clothing that is too small, it could benefit someone else who is trying to improve themselves.

I don't remember the name of it, it was a few years ago. Chances are that it was on PBS, so it could have been an episode of Frontline, or an episode of P.O.V. I just remember the huge bales of used clothing that were sold in local markets in Africa (sorry, I can't remember which country specifically), people were…

I've started wearing my clothes till they're worn out. I buy cheap clothing, because I'm not rich, and I wear it till it's got holes that are noticeable. Then I either use the shreds to wash my kitchen floor and bathroom, or just toss them. I used to dutifully send them to Goodwill or the Salvation Army, but after…

Daw, now I'm missing when Pete and Trudy were that happy-go-lucky It Couple, you know, before all the babysitter rape and cheating and stuff.

When I was younger I had more foot shame than I do now, but I have EE width feet and had bunion surgery and ligament and tendon repair surgery, so I've got scars galore and barely fit into any kind of shoes. To make myself feel better about my feet I used to treat myself to regular pedicures. Which is how I got the…

My husband had the same experience as you when he was out and about with our daughter. Because of our work schedules, and our desire to keep our daughter out of day care as long as possible, he had every Monday with our daughter until she started pre-school at 3. He got everything from the evil stares of the mommys,…

It was the first thing I noticed, it was sort of a record scratch visually. But then I looked down at my beat up nails stained from scrubbing my oven, and I thought, hm.

I really miss the days when commenters had to prove that they were capable of reading comprehension, understanding sarcasm, and could put together a coherent argument adding to the discussion. Fuck you to what used to be Jezebel.

Maybe it's a hold over from the days when people didn't name their infants right away, so they would just call the kid "Baby," as a nickname, you know, in case the baby died.

Thank you, I hate when my fellow grammar nazis pop off without doing easy research. It is possible to learn something new, even for perfect people!

Yup. I always retain about ten pounds of water when I go above a certain altitude, even just driving up to the mountains or a one hour flight. My ankles swell up, I seriously look like a puffer fish. It takes about three days for that to subside. Once I made the mistake of wearing leather boots on a flight, cuz they…

Thank you for saying, I'm glad I'm not the only one. I started to psychoanalyze her using that phrase so much. Does she think it's the end?

Ack, thank you! Everyone is going by the headline, but if you actually read the quote, he says it SMELLS like Pez. The taste is acidic, which means it's not going to be sugary sweet tasting, which Thank Gawd.

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