Right there with you. All my friends with kids are firmly in the “this is so fucking hard and awful sometimes, DO NOT have a baby unless you desperately want one” so I don’t have to deal with judgement luckily. I think people who think choosing to be childless are selfish are just pissed that someone had made a…

My STEM undergrad had a science communication course, which should absolutely be mandatory. A lot of the time scientists are their own worst enemies with getting their findings out to an incredibly scientifically illiterate community.

Statistically it’s the woman who is much worse off financially after divorce and the whole thing about the woman “getting” the kids is such a fallacy. Most men don’t want full custody of the child. When they actually ask for it, they get it about as often as the woman. These dudes don’t want the actual hassle of…

I have three friends who have been assaulted by taxi drivers, one raped. Regulation didn’t help them, when cab companies start doing psychological evaluations as part of their recruitment process, you might have a point. At least Uber tracks your journey and gives you phone contact with the driver. This story is…

I know three different women who’ve been sexually assaulted by taxi drivers so you know, at least you can talk to the Uber driver first. Rapers gon rape and driving a cab doesn’t magically make you a better person. You’re still getting in a car with a stranger.

They must be the Indian guys who used to PM me dick pics with friend requests on Facebook . No idea why it was only ever Indian men or why they picked me since my profile pic wasn’t exactly suggestive or even that attractive. It stopped after I changed my profile pic to something boring like a leaf and FB made a bunch…

I don’t know if this will make you feel better but I think “bad timing” is a cop out excuse. If he wanted you guys to happen, he would not have let a three week relationship stop him.

Oh god, I would. I spent so much time and energy on total d-bags that I wouldn’t spit on now.

I’m struggling to think of any comedian, male or female, who isn’t self -deprecating because that’s kind of what comics do; mine their own lives for laughs, and most of them are just neurotically self-loathing.

I keep hearing this but personally, if I don’t get to come, I get fucking pissed. Especially if the guy has come all over me and I have to deal with clean up. Rapidly cooling sperm is gross, I better be getting an orgasm.

I haven’t had sex in two years and I’ve gotta be honest, I don’t miss it at all. I have a vibrator and a lot more free time now with the added bonus of not having to deal with a strange guy in my house that I have nothing in common with apart from mashing our genitals together. I’ve had truly great sex in the past,…

Psychologically speaking, unbroken and prolonged eye-contact is just as creepy as not making eye-contact at all. The ideal is a few seconds of eye contact with micro breaks looking away or at other parts of the face.

Australian here and it’s the same here. You can believe in anything you want but TALKING about it to other people outside of church/temple/mosque is just the height of bad manners and such a social faux pas. I have no idea what most of my friends or co-workers believe. I only know one of my friends is a Muslim because…

Oh god, I would pray for people to ask me this on a daily basis just so I could histrionically fall to my knees clutching my wrist in front of my face screaming “NO, NOT AGAIN PLEASE GOD NO, WHYYYYYYY!!??”

This is what bonfires were made for

The only book I’ve laugh cried in public at was He Died With A Falafel in his Hand. It’s very Australian though so I don’t know if the humour translates. The movie was a total travesty that in no way reflects the absurdity of the book.

I’m reading a book about the epidemiology of the Black Death and the cover is a medieval painting of bubo covered people being piled into a mass grave. I always have a spare seat next to me in the train now.

Ugh, I’m a pretty social and extraverted person and I don’t mind chatty work lunches but sometimes, I just want to read my book or stare out a widow and not talk to anyone and then I get these faux-hurt comments about how I’m avoiding people and being a loner. Like how fucking exhausting must it be to literally never…

You married a person who’s only criteria for a husband was that they interrupt them so, I don’t know how useful this is for women with higher standards than that, which is everyone hopefully.

Not even then, because you know nothing about that person’s taste in literature. I used to work in a library and one of the most irritating things was when people would ask me “What’s a good book to read?” to which I’d respond with questions about genres they liked or other authors they’d enjoyed and I’d get this…