Go easy, Lovegood, we read your dad’s publication during the great wizard war.

I agree. last week the stories put me in a bad head space. I remembered one particularly bad high school Homecoming Dance and had to resist the urge to rock myself as a soothing mechan isim. I’m kinda embarassed that I need a trigger warning for high school mortifications at this age.

Reality check, parents. No one wants your shitty kid.

My guess is

I've seen them open for Primus in Mesa about ten years ago, then headlining in Tucson a four or five years ago.

Yep. Steel toe Docs were a total necessity when I pushed my way to the front of concerts back in the day. Well, eight or so years ago. I was up front when Gogol Bordello opened for Primus..then Primus came on and I got caught in the throng. Without those boots, I would have gotten stomped.

Good—three smart, healthy kids, a graduate degree....but poor taste in partners though, not as catastrophic as her mother. She’s a survivor, but I feel for her because like many of us who have suffered some kind of trauma, she has had to fight harder for everything.

It reminds me of a friend of mine whose mom put her into counseling as 12 because her stepfather sexually abused her. She does not get an award for doing the right thing because she stayed married to the guy.

Oh god. That sounds scary. If that happened to me, the hair would wind so tight and I have such a crazy tolerance for pain that I'd circumcise myself before I knew what was happening.

I hate my boyfriend because he likes to cook and cooks a lot....

My finest moment recently was having a two foot long hair tangled in my pubic hair. I feared for a second that my pubic hair was on overdrive. So bad.

My skin is hella dry right now...all over. I bought sulfur shampoo to deal with some flaking scalp and it soothed immediately. I think I need to get like ten more towels and use them once...and hide them. I think my boyfriend is using them on his feet on something. God knows he never does laundry. I hate sharing…

I've been known to febreeze my hair after a night out where smoking was happening.

Agreed. Warm water, cool water, mosturizer, minimal makeup or no makeup. Zits went away. Saved a lot of money.

I see what you're saying about the, "oh I'm not fussy/do minimal makeup" refrain being kinda annoying from that perspective. I'm equally annoyed at times with my boyfriend's terrible dietary and exercise habits that yield him a totally undeserved skinny body.

Seriously. Hasn't anyone seen Circle of Friends? Chris O'Donnell aside, it's a good movie.

What's your threshold for 'needing makeup'? Elephant man bumps? Pores you can drive a Volkswagen into?

Yeah...i have a high school era acquiaintance whose Instagram is just a series of countdowns to Disneyland, Disneyworld, or Disney cruises...every 3-4 months a new countdown. Even as a kid, my parents planned for 2 days at disneyland and my sister and I did what we wanted, and after a day, we were done and up for…

Your kinja handle is the tastiest.

Oh man, that sounds bad.