I track my mood to see how crazy/depressed I am daily, I track my periods so I remember to buy more tampons, I track the food I use in my deep freeze so I can update my shopping list, everything in my life gets tracked. I suffer from chronic list-making. Everything is tracked in my world.

They tried spreading the sheets. Their SigO didn't reciprocate (or at least certainly not adequately enough in the second instance) so they had some spare time on their hands. Or a Magic Wand in their hand. You get the idea.

I really have been meaning to get one of these magic wants, but there's so many third party models and other derivatives, I can't decide which one is a good buy or not...


What are you looking at me like that for? D:

Husband and I used to frequently disagree (the kind of disagreement that is not quite a fight, but somehow more than a disagreement) about the frequency of our sex-having. Finally, in exasperation, I decided to keep track to prove him wrong. I put tally marks up on the white board we keep on the fridge for the ongoing…

Seems to me like these people need to spend less time making spreadsheets and more time spreading on the sheets, amirite?

Yeah it's a giant question mark for me: how the in-betweeners (post-effective runners, pre-effective flyers) survived for generations and generations without getting annihilated by either fitter animals or just animals closer to the beginning or end of their macro-change. Was it lucky choice of habitat? People of…

The main reason I did this for this week is that I feel like everyone needs to see this shit. People need to know these aren't isolated incidents.

Based on the fact that strangers wouldn't be able to tell if she was a waitress or a homemaker, yes.

Because it makes no sense?

You're trying to tell us that complete strangers in city you've ever been to have specifically told you that you were setting back the women's movement by wearing skirts and working as a waitress...

I was already choked up thinking about my aging father . . . and now seeing this absolutely beautiful dinosaur standing there is pushing me over the edge dang it geez.

Wow, how did you know? I can't help it. Those sexy, sexy constellations . . . Oh, wait, you meant 'you' in the general sense, didn't you? Ummm . . . nothing.

When I was walking home with my best friend, late after the bars closed, when we were in college, we were followed by a group of guys in a pickup. We noticed them circling the open park area we had to go through. It's a big area, and we could see them circling us, could hear their comments and yells. It was scary. As…

If I were a man and some woman piped up with "I'm not a feminist..." I would look her in the eye and say "Excuse me. MEN are talking here" and then ignore her for the rest of the evening.

I think this is the only time I've had penis envy.

Like this slightly panicked pregnant woman, who now wants to scream in the face of everyone who has made snide comments about hot dogs and lunchmeat that NOTHING IS SAFE YOU FUCKING BUSYBODIES

Maybe you should investigate how to make sure that poor parents would get the support they needed instead of sterilizing them. The history of sterilization is that people in power generally abuse that power to make sure that people who look like them get to have kids and those that don't don't.

One day I was sitting on the bus behind a girl with headphones on with a guy started calling her "Blondie," and just generally telling her how he'd like to get to know her. He wasn't particularly crude about it, but it was clear his attention was unwelcome. But he kept trying, and she kept replying in monosyllables…

I think Bill getting Hep-V is a sure sign that the season ends with a Hep-V cure. Previously, it was believable that Eric could die (THE TRUE DEATH), but there's no way both Eric and Bill will.

That bastard. The YouTube guy I mean, not Martin. Or Jon.

I am convinced that now that he KNOWS these clues weren't subtle enough, GRRM is going to change things up. Which is: SIGH, because it is such a lovely idea.