That’s the dude! He’s essentially the most revolutionary thing to happen to Broadway since A Chorus Line. Lin Miranda’s basically re-invented an entire art form in one colossal, seismic burst. He wrote his first musical, In The Heights, while he was still in college, and five years later it opened on Broadway and ran…

If you’re paying for his education, I think you’re owed updates on his academic progress. After all, you deserve to see how your investment is performing.

I’m going with “nothing because you hate everything I do anyway, I might as well not spend money to be mocked.”

Preach. My man works overnight two nights a week, and although I’m always like “byeee baby I’ll miss yooooou” the second he leaves I place myself in the geographic center of our king, arrange ALL the pillows and ALL the blankets the way I see fit then stretch out like a motherfucking starfish. It’s the best part of my…

lol, I don’t even want to live with my boyfriend that I’ve been with for 7 yrs. We live about 5 min apart and each own our own condo. All my girlfriends treat me like there is something wrong with this but they are going to need my couch once they hit their 40’s and are all getting divorced.

Yes and people can also feel like they don’t have a choice in the other direction. When I accidentally got pregnant when I was 26 the first time I had sex with a guy I had been dating for about a month (condom broke AND I took the morning after pill and I STILL got pregnant) my mother basically freaked out and told me…

A woman that was in a marriage openly talking about a relationship outside of that. Acknowledging she didn’t know who the father was. Discussing that and abortion with her husband. Husband supporting that decision.

This. I work in a very conservative field and the people in power (almost exclusively white men) are some the cliquiest, gossipy, conniving, backstabbing, passive-aggressive assholes on the planet... but because they are men it’s called “office politics.”

At the mechanic while getting a headlight bulb replaced, ugh. My relationship was going into the shitter, I was unemployed and broke, and pretty much feeling like a worthless piece of crap in general. I went in, asked the woman at the register how much a new headlight would be and how long it would take. She said it…

Gin makes me cry. And whiskey makes me more aggressive. And red wine makes me dance. I thought this was just me until I got upset once in London at the age of about 23 and a much older woman asked if I’d been drinking gin. She told me never to drink gin unless I was ready to be maudlin. I now save it for ‘safe…

You seem fun.

Oh, fuck you. The book is over 100 years old.

1986. Ft. Dix, NJ. About 7 rungs up on one of these during basic training.

At the symphony in the Very Rich Lady circle. Have you ever seen a fat lady in a ball gown weep giant shuddering rhinoceros tears for 77 minutes straight? Pretty and not at all terrifying to a crowd of tiny bird-boned patronesses who haven’t shown emotion since poor Jack Astor died in that awful boating accident.

I worked for a prominent marketing agency. I cried in front of my supervisor, company partner, and HR director for missing a grammar error for huge client ad. I’m a 29 year old guy and I’ve never broken down like that before.

I worked with my mother at a daycare after finishing my masters because my city is in a craptastic economic downturn (still there). She had met a man online a few years prior but I didn’t think much of it. He lived in the States and we are from Canada. I thought her talk of moving there was just empty words since her…

Most embarrassing time I burst into tears: that one time I had a breakdown at the top of the leaning tower of Pisa, and instead of being helpful my family decided to laugh take pictures of me with the highly uncomfortable tour guide.

Mine’s not really all that funny or great, but I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately. So here goes:

And then you grow up and realize that body decoration is human and that there isn’t a culture in the world that doesn’t send messages through appearance. No make up or layer in on an inch deep—it is all a form of self expression.