GarbageCat
GarbageCat
GarbageCat

I'm in Seattle too! And tired/lethargic all the damn time! What's a "high quality" supplement? I only take a multi-vitamin. I'm kind of clueless when it comes to supplements.

Ugh, me too, by a rebound after a horrific 5 year relationship. I can't believe I fell for it - I can typically sniff out bullshitters pretty easily. I was initially pretty disappointed in myself, but I think he got me at a very vulnerable moment.

If everything on the registry is too expensive for me, I typically get a gift card to where they're registered with a value that's withing my budget so they can use it toward the $1,364,599 Swarovski picture frame they registered for . . . . for instance.

Two of my husband's great aunts gave us a set of dish towels the just REEKED of cigarette smoke and a shampoo and conditioner dispenser for the shower which looked like something you'd buy off of TV. The dish towels could be washed, obviously, and obviously the matrons couldn't smell them, but that was just the

Scarlett's facial expression is just the worst.

I call mine the generic "Babe" most of the time, but sometimes I call him "Bambi" or "Poop-foot". He's the first man I've ever been with who I've actually had a cutesie name for (one sign I was pretty into him I guess). Bambi stems from me trying to come up with the most emasculating pet name I could, as a joke,

Hey boyyyyy, hey.

The BBC Mistresses was like crack - so addicting! I hope this is as good.

I also dated an addict for 5 years. It's amazing how in denial I was. Looking back, all the lies he told that I just swallowed, knowing they were lies even at the time. I just didn't want to believe I was the kind of person (whatever that means) who would be with a drug addict. The whole situation is

I LOVE GWYNETH AND I DON'T CARE WHO KNOWS IT.

Quinto for dayyyyssssss.

Man, I really liked that email. I guess I shouldn't be surprised she turned out to be a total asshole, but I am bummed about it. But I was a total asshole at that age too. Hopefully she'll grow out of it.

I made chocolate Guinness cupcakes for St. Paddy's day. DELISHUS.

Citalopram 20mg for the second time in 6 years (don't know why I didn't stay on the first time, it makes me feel like a human being), Ortho Tri-Cyclen Lo, and Claritin.

I still have a Liv Tyler Bongo ad I ripped out of the mag in . . . 7th grade I think! I kept it because this boy I had a crush on told me that's what I'd look like when I got older, haha. I don't, but I didn't turn out too bad.

Haha, I know, but I would know it's fake. :) I'm typically not much of a rule breaker and feel greater self-worth in accomplishing things by following rules than finding shortcuts. It's my own issue.

I've actually argued about this with my husband, though. I'm not read up on any feminist literature, so I wasn't aware that a woman had already written about this!

The status part I guess is what I never understood. To me there would be no status in a fake handbag. Thanks for the viewpoints!

Asking in genuine curiosity: what is the appeal of a knock-off bag? I just have never really understood.

I feel the same.