Open a lot; closed when overwhelmed by how it feels. Hubby likes eye contact, I don't dislike it but sometimes prefer to zone out completely on sensation and tune out everything else. They both have their attractions.

Well, I've only been with one person, but he wanted to make eye contact wayyy more than I did. I was fine with having my eyes open, but prolonged eye contact felt super weird to me. (possibly because our sexual chemistry was very one-sided.)

Both? Really depends on positions/angles. We almost never lock eyes just because of the mechanics of being very different heights makes that difficult. But we do look at each other right before going into makeout mode.

Sorry if this is TMI, but eye contact with my boyfriend while he's entering is great. After that, it's weird and I don't want it and I close my eyes if we are face to face.

I thought the very same thing. Well, and it couldn't have the creepy Joker face.

OH MY GOODNESS, THE SCORPION.

I may or may not have followed this southern tradition when I got married, but mine certainly was not painting sized, if I did, in fact, do this. Which I will neither confirm or deny. Allegedly.

Ew, gross. What a perfect mopey dumdum role for a mopey dumdum unfunny person.

Most artists who have had long productive careers tend to suffer from milder versions of bi or unipolar or schiz or are easily medicated or seem fine but have relatives who suffer. In short, they are in the gene pool but not where the whirlpool gets wildest. This is actually a very thorny issue which should not be…

Macaron. I think they tend to look more delicious than they actually are, but that's just me.

It is interesting to consider the effects of chemical happiness on creativity. Speaking for myself (and one or two friends, my level of creativity remains constant, whether I am medicated or not; the ability to produce art, however, is greatly affected. When I missed doses or slacked off, I was incapable of organising…

I'm pretty sure Carlos Danger is Ron Mexico's best friend

I agree, I have loved ones we've had to go the 5150 route with, but still if a person (famous or not) shows up on my driveway and starts setting fires... I'm going to say that's warranted.

Keep in mind that this is all from memory and some years old. I'm guessing it is reasonably accurate (or at least accurate w/respect to information that was available in 2005 and 2006). (there is another really interesting group: identicals who present in utero like fraternals - two placentas, two amniotic sacs…

Amanda Bynes is totally wearing the uniform of all of my anxiety dreams in that picture. I have to make it through the day without bending down or moving quickly so that no one at work/school will realize that I accidentally left the house wearing only an oversized t-shirt that barely covers my lady areas.

Every one of your posts, I read in Sterling Archer's voice. Thank you.

STOP DOING EVERYTHING BETTER THAN US CANADA. I think I'm starting to understand how my brothers must feel about me being so much smarter and better-looking and more fun than them.

This is bullshit. I've been on the pill for a million years, but there is no way my boyfriend does not naturally smell great. I've seen him sweat bullets and still exude this benign, baked-goods-fresh-out-the-kitchen aroma. Everyone we know notices and comments on it. He's permanently immaculate. Perhaps it's his…

See, it did the opposite for me, but your post demonstrates exactly why it's a powerful medicine, and we can't tell all women to "just go on the pill" for contraception purposes. It's so complicated! I think mine only works because I have had hormonal headaches before the pill and low estradiol/PCOS symptoms.