Just when I was getting used to the fact that no one cared about my stupid boner.

I'm going to go ahead and assume you didn't click the link in the second-to-last paragraph.

Due to the overwhelmingly positive response to this post, here's a picture of us:

When I was first entering the work world, I'm positive I wrote some cringe-worthy cover letters. I'm sure a few companies got a good laugh out of my naive enthusiasm. Had my cover letter been posted for mockery on a highly-trafficked site, I think it would have launched me into a worse depression than the job hunt had…

As a former Victim Witness Advocate who was involved in the hiring process after a few years on the job, I would totally hire this person! It's an entry level job and the entirety of it is being a supportive presence. You learn the criminal justice stuff on the job. They are showing that they have the right…

Concerning the snooping I dated a Secret Service agent for awhile. The third date we went to dinner with a bunch of her Secret Service and FBI pals - while coming back from the bathroom I overheard them talking about the background checks they had done on me. To her credit she blushed flame red. Didn't last in the…

I spent way too much time trying to figure out how a trip from the US to the Caribbean would have a stopover in Madrid.

Haha, I judge everyone. Harshly. Especially myself.

Probably. We would have gotten that one right if you came into my Taco Bell.

The great thing about Atheists is that there is no association. Lumping atheists together is like lumping people who don't smoke together.

So I'm the woman in the OP. Today has been a weird day. My vagina became famous on the internet! Sharon Osborne talked about my vagina on national television!

Suggested brand names: Noplait. ChobanNO. DanNOn. StoNOfield Farms.

awe,aren't you cool..

*than

Um, well one of them is white.

Will you date me? I promise I won't care at all if you wear your favorite jewelry from your ex, as long as you make me waffles.

I am very invested in my job. Several typos that were almost immediately fixed don't really speak to how invested I am in my job or not. The fact that I have this blogging format downloaded onto every one of my electronic devices to write stories as quickly as possible if/when they break? Maybe a little more so. All…

Right, because as a teenager you never asked a friend if their parent(s) could drive you somewhere. Kids ask other kids to have their parents do something all the time. This is not about male feelings of entitlement to sex and the patriarchy crushing out this woman's agency until she's just a sexy mannequinn, this is…

I saw mine. You're not missing anything. It looks like a big ugly purse. Have you seen a hobo bag? Picture a hobo bag made out of skin with no skin, and the handle is also skin, but it's like a telephone cord. That's basically it.

Oooh they really are good? I want to try, but also, I am scared that they're going to ruin it.