Ugh, Facebook is the devil.

I love the blog - so hilarious, so true! Alas, I live in a small town with a very limited pool and am contemplating the whole "becoming a cat cross-stitching a picture of kittens" thing.

I found the practice book (by Princeton?) very useful. Beware, however: the tests in the practice book are more difficult than the exam itself. So don't freak out if you don't score very high on them - I think I got 70% and below but ended up with an upper 90s in the GRE proper. I mainly just prepped using the…

Woo-hoo! You're going to have so much fun! I think any advice would depend on what kind of things you're into. For Athens, I don't recommend staying in an area called Omonia (or Psiri - a neighbouring area which is nicer, but many hotels that advertize they're in Psiri are actually in Omonia). I think the horror…

Ack, sorry to hear that! I went out with a guy who was all tongue (and I mean ALL tongue) and no lip. After a couple of dates, I couldn't cope anymore and asked him to use his tongue less and even tried "leading him", but he just stopped moving his tongue and instead held his open mouth against mine and drooled into…

I'm so sorry to hear this, Penny. (And yes, like some other commenters, I've also sort of been following your story through comments/posts.) Others gave such good advice - advice I wish I had sought out earlier but which still gives me comfort and validation - that I have nothing of substance to add. Just know that…

Oh, honey. Your post and the comments below resonate so hard on so many counts.

Adding my voice to the choir because mailing it to his mother *but* without any (passive-)aggressive notes seems like the perfect combination of niceness, just a tiny hint of fuck-you, and closure. In the immediate aftermath of my break-up, I mailed my ex frickin' bus tickets that I had left from my last visit. Can't…

Ugh, I'm sorry about the "But people would love to be where you are" comment. I'm sure it's coming from a good place, but it's so remarkably unhelpful. The fact someone else's life sucks even more than yours doesn't mean you aren't/can't be in very real pain.

Break-ups do suck, don't they. But I'm getting better, one hare-brained blog post at a time. (Hey, at least I'm n longer e-mailing them to my ex!)

Shameless PR time: Heartbroken Jezzies! As part of my own grieving/being a lukewarm mess process, I created a blog with rants about my ex, my pitiful attempts at online dating to get over him, and critiques of the advice everyone insists on giving me. There's stuff that's serious, and there's stuff that's ridiculous.…

Please do - peer therapy is the best kind of therapy, I find. :)

Or alternatively, you can hop on over to http://gettingovershitmouth.blogspot.gr/, which I created for the sole purpose of bitter ranting and/or moping about my ex when my friends and family started giving me shifty-eyes whenever I brought him up. Come share your woes - sympathy guaranteed!

Just to validate your choice because validation is good: sounds like you made the decision you had to make. Whether it's "paranoid" or not, you have a right to feel what you feel, and there's no reason why you should put yourself through constant insecurity. I was in such a situation, involving me thinking I was…

I was told that boiling it in a regular pot you use for cooking is bad - not for the pot, but for the cup, because of left-over grease, etc. Since then, I've rinsed the cup and then wiped it down with one of those disinfectant wipes (not issued by the company, but pharmacy stuff).

Just adding my voice to the choir because one can never have too much validation: no, you absolutely should not feel guilty. Some people are very good at gaslighting, and it sounds like your ex is a frickin' guru at it. Do not buy into his distorted version of the truth. He was horrible to you, and you have every…

I'd say do what you think is best for you, and be brave about it. My ex said he can't date me "right now" and that he'd like to be friends. He's also seeing someone else casually, and I quickly realized that at least for the time being, I'd want to be friends with him for all the wrong reasons and that being around…

I don't really know what to say except I'm there with you and also mildly terrified. See, I was dumped just three months ago, and it was two weeks ago that I found out he still loves me (I thought he left me because he fell out of love). And finding out about his feelings just threw me back into the limbo I had been…

Congrats! That's so exciting and a great achievement to boot! Nice work!

Yikes! I took a set of exams that were nearly the end of me this past semester, so I can commiserate at least to some degree, although I can't comment at all to the specifics of your exam. Some advice: