Finally, a Disney Princess post I give a damn about.
Finally, a Disney Princess post I give a damn about.
Good on you for writing it up this way. The name needs to come out, but it needs to be the correct name.
This morning Anonymous tweeted the name of the police officer they claim killed Michael Brown in Ferguson, Missouri…
I did an informal survey of women and around 44% would have period sex though they wouldn't want oral, 31% would go for sex + oral, 15% would go for it but were sort of indifferent at the prospect and 9% never would go for it. So I do wonder what planet these people who think women don't have sex on their period are…
I used to read this series of children's books about a unicorn named Morgan (anyone…?) and at some point, he gets separated from his mother by a river, with no return possible and must accept his new life without her. I was so inconsolable about this that my mother helped me write a letter to the author requesting…
OMG I cried about everything. Ants dying. Trees losing their leaves and being cold outside in winter - I mean I used to stare at them through the window, sick with worry. I consider it the cutest thing about me as a kid, my existential sensitivity, I would LOVE to watch a couple videos of it in action, as real as…
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This vet's office is two blocks from my apartment. Somehow that makes it creepier. Sid is absolutely not the only dog that had been kept there; when the authorities arrived, they carried out multiple dogs, some of them in kennels. It's absolutely horrifying.
IT'S LIKE A MOVIE BUT SO MUCH MORE MEGA.
Sorry, I think you meant to put up this version of Whole New World ...
Fun fact: in the original folklore story, Aladdin is Chinese.
Yeah, I am a hippie-dippy “put-some-calendula-on-that” kinda gal (no, really dudes. Motherfucking calendula on all the things)—I am even planning on making my own shampoo in the coming days!—but this oil pulling stuff has me arching my eyebrow crazy high, mainly because it’s like “Oh. So you’ve added insane levels of…
Reminds me of an interview I read with King's sons, who are writers, and how daunting it was for Joe Hill — the one who writes horror — to realize that in some book stores the horror section is labeled Stephen King. (No pressure, no big shoes to fill.)
and I'm looking at James Patterson. He doesn't even right his own books, but writes outlines for others to fill out.
I speak for the great state of Vermont when I say, thank you for this delightful maple rant.