Well, if it's 2003 in American Eagle, I don't ever want to leave!! (Their jeans are the only magical ones that fit my doughy ass/narrow hip-ed body to satisfaction.) Who's coming to the Rooney concert with me??!?

I did it this spring and never regretted it. In fact, when I went in for my next trim, I had my stylist cut it even shorter because I loved it so much. I was concerned about how my butterface would look with no hair to hide behind, but it was for nothing; I've received more complements about my hair now than I ever…

I HAD to pick the JLH one because now this means I won't see Joel McHale make fun of it every week on The Soup.

The only thing here I can't do it change oil in a car. Even my father, Mr. "I can do it myself, no need to PAY someone else!", gave up on changing oil in the cars when I was but a li'l Femputer because the savings was not worth the time required.

As an Ohioan, and current Cincinnati area resident, I wanted to reflexively disagree with this article, but I cannot do that in good conscience. I am not a fan of chili in general, but Skyline chili give my intestinal tract the shakes something fierce.

90% of the time, I'd disagree with that. But then I have those every-once-in-awhile urges to go for the gritty chocolate-y deliciousness of the cookie first. And when I get that craving, it comes on strong. Like, I don't want just any chocolate, and I don't even want good chocolate, I want the gritty and crumbly…

It's not like I would have a nice date at RL or OG

Well, Cincinnati Bell carries this channel, and the only reason I know that is because I was bored on Saturday night at my brother's house and saw this channel was running a marathon of Please Like Me, a genuinely great show. Unlike this McCain talk show thingy.

I have the choice of two Macy's: the one where you have to walk through the kitchen wares to get to the rayon sacks parading as plus sized clothing, because fatty needs to bake a cake after her shame/shopping trip, or the one where it is on the third floor in the back corner, after you walk through either the mattress…

This totally reminds me of those amnesia stories from "Unsolved Mysteries".

YAY! I really need just one place where I can get all of my Bic for Her pens and pink cameras and Hello Kitty hammers and shit—it'll save so much time, time I can obviously better spend finding a husband to stick a baby in me!

So glad my parents refused to fork out the $$$ for A&F when I was in high school—their cheapness saved me from looking like d-bag!

ASOS chose a font dangerously close to comic sans—I'm giving them the stink-eye for that alone.

yessssss! Never have I loved a game that gives me so many rage headaches.

I am a virgin in my late 20s, and I am okay with that. The thing that gets me, though, is how people will, like, sort of pity me when they find out I'm single and/or not banging another human on the reg. The pity weirdness is what makes me want to scream in their face "I have an awesome family, and good friends, and…

Yes, thank you for that! One of the best things about my mom going back to finish her ungergrad when I was getting ready to go off to college myself was that my parents understood that the student loan/college financing situation was waaaaaaay more expensive in the 2000s than it was in the '60s/'70s/'80s when many in…

Uhhh, Margo Martaindale—fuck yeah!

I have often thought of abandoning my Church considering how fucked up it is, but to be honest, I really, truly believe this stuff, the core of it that is, and feel at home in a Catholic church service

It's kinda odd to escape from the shit news of last night by falling into the world of a women's prison, but it's happening.

It took me years to figure out what leftovers I'd eat and which I just never would, no matter how many times I said "oh yeah, I'll totally eat that for lunch tomorrow!" So there are only a few specific things that I will make a full recipe of (mainly soups because they can keep for awhile, nothing creamy like an…