Kindahouse
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Kindahouse

My small-chested friend’s favorite thing to do is point out men walking around topless with bigger boobs than her. After years of draconian dress codes at school and in the work place, it never stops being funny.

I often have dreams that I am not in. Some people tell me that’s weird. Anyway.

There are no emojis for how sad and depressed this makes me.

Yep. Pretty much exact same scenario, except our families are about the same size. Something just sticks in my craw about the Thank You notes -I don’t even mind that I did all the Save the Dates and invitations- but here is like the first thing you’re formally expected to do as a married couple and you can’t even pull

Honest bomb: I refused to do Thank You notes for our wedding unless my husband sat down and helped. I would have settled for an uneven split of the labor. A year later and only a handful of Thank You notes have gone out because I realized he had no intention of lifting a single finger even though he would often bemoan

I am also imaging if someone did this to me. More than a few people have tried the “But look there, she took a swing at him!” and if some giant guy, any giant guy, I don’t care if he’s the President of the United States, horse collared me and tried to pull me to the ground unprovoked you better believe I would be

Wages are stagnant and yet companies expect more and more of their employees’ time and energy, I swear. I work in a professional field - you need a masters or a doctorate - decidedly non-essential - and every month my employer thinks up some system that looks great on paper and saves someone a few bucks but puts more

After sitting on my hands for two full days in a moment of weakness I went to town on the hormonal, cystic zit on my chin. All I managed to do was make it angrier and more noticible.

Maine coons are the sweetest! I used to cat sit for a family that had four of them and there was not a minute my seated lap was empty.

Yesterday my husband and I were discussing finances and we both agreed we needed to put some more money aside every paycheck in case either of us or any of our parents had a medical emergency in the next year. This is after two fairly minor ones this year sapped all our savings. We are not even 30 yet. Everyone in our

If girls and women avoided everything they had been warned would lead to unwanted attention from men, we would all be swathed in moo moos sitting in dark rooms staring quietly off into nothingness.

Satan (and I) approve of your comment.

Now playing

Kanye West’s Power and King Crimson’s 21st Century Schizoid Man or Kanye West’s Stonger and the insurmountable Daft Punk

I have one on my chin! A goat hair! Once, on a date, my date says to me at a stoplight “You have an eyelash on your face” and proceeds to grab it and pull it. The light turned green but he was still staring at me like WTF and I broke the silence by eloquently stating “Um, that’s attached to my face and I think you

Eyelash tinting requires sensory deprivation and a period of being alone with my thoughts that sends me into a panicked shame spiral like “Why am I doing this? What’s the point? Everything is dumb.”

Man, I miss the place I used to get my Brazillian done. Cheap, thorough, quick and no conversation or eye contact beyond “I’d like a Brazillian.” and “That will be $50.” The Yelp review I based my patronage on says (and this is a ctrl-z) “If you’re more interested in results & economy than in spending 1/2 hour in a

God fucking bless you.

Too right: Both patients I’ve had with it are such tough guys and they overcame so much in their childhoods. Sending good thoughts to your uncle and family.

I work as an OT in a physical rehab facility for the elderly and medically complex. Polio is a bitch, man. Sure you can survive it... Just to get post-polio syndrome in adulthood. I’ve seen it twice in my short career and the (English) research on it is scant, at times contradictory and basically shrug emoticon