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Combine that with the fact that, as women, we are socialized to internalize things so much and blame ourselves, and you get a recipe for women just thinking they're "crazy bitches" (and thus, perpetuating a vicious cycle of depression, anxiety, anger, etc). It's like a perfect storm of ignorance, misogyny, and mental

"little circles of insani-candy"

I've already told my dude that once my dad dies I'll have to drop out of life for a year. And when he shrugged and said, "I'd probably need a few months too when he goes" I knew I loved him forever.

Oh, I definitely think that stereotype has something to do with it. I'm sure a lot of women and men believe that the emotional side effects are due to being female because the pill has been made out as a wonder drug that cures all ills. I'm glad it exists and think that all women should have access to it, but I do

I didn't know The Nightman was in Virginia. I thought he stayed in Philly.

Yeah, I'm not either and it's fine. Really. But what's not fine is being constantly reminded how much we're missing out on, and how wrong we are, and how organized sports and all the joining-in type activities are a 100% good thing for 100%of everyone, when this simply isn't true. See, this horrible person.

No. Yes. Maybe.

Ohh, ohh. This is the end of my favourite joke.

"A horse walks into a bar. The bartender says, "Why the long face?"

The horse doesn't understand English because he is a horse. He shits on the floor and leaves."

See, this is why I love discussions like this, b/c I also read Jerry's marriage completely differently! I thought the joke there was that everyone in the office treats him as a total loser and dismisses anything he tries to do, but in fact he's actually doing better than almost any of them with his super-beautiful

Exactly. Donna's that officemate who half enjoys/half is annoyed by the fact that she knows everything about everyone she works with (cause they bring their shit to the office) while know on really knows anything about her. She has a secret life where she watches Game of Thrones, and has a condo in Seattle, and a

In Soviet Russia, monkey spanks you!

I can't even drink properly anymore! A glass of wine, maybe two, and I'm done. I no longer can stomach the taste of rum or whiskey (although someone has reintroduced me to vodka, and it is intriguing). This makes me sad.

There was no more bittersweet moment than the day I rode the Loch Ness Monster at Busch Gardens and felt genuinely bad afterwards. "It's official. I'm old."

Guys - my birthday was this week and my boyfriend just gave me my present. They're pink mizuna wendy davis sneakers! He even wrote a letter to wendy davis to try to get her to sign them!

I am spending my afternoon updating my resume and composing a cover letter for a promotion that I wouldn't have to move for.

Thank you again for the excellent advice! I'm in no rush, gotta save some money first, and I agree, some baby steps are in order, since I'm not super well-traveled. But now I have concrete ideas of where I can start with this!

"A family full of pilots that I've spent plenty of time with in proper sims on the ground, and in the air on both private and commercial flights."

Can Jezebel please do a better job at matching leading photos with the story. This is a picture from a Buckingham Palace exhibit featuring clothes worn by Prince Charles and Princess Anne for the Queen's coronation. Yes, the British monarchy is elite, but I don't think they are facing any problems getting into

I'm all for knocking the rich, and have my pitchfork/torches ready for when we finally get around to storming the castle gates, but this article is disingenuous, circle-jerk trash talking of the lowest order. If writing a check was all it took to be a good parent, more rich kids would be useful citizens (as opposed to

I took my 2.5 year old niece to the "movie feeder" for the first time today, to see Monsters University. She had a great time, except for at the beginning when the lights went out and she thought it was nap time so she wrapped up in her blanket and took a five minute nap on the floor, in the aisle. She got to eat