KitCatCadillac
KitCatCadillac
KitCatCadillac

Once, when I was on Prozac, I watched an episode of "Touched by an Angel" entirely, and I even cried.

When I went off my Welbutrin/Zoloft cocktail, I—no shit—got disoriented in a Target after getting annoyed at my boyfriend and walking away. I had no rational thought or recourse, and decided I must live in the Target now. My now-husband searched for me for over half an hour. Then I had to see the psychiatrist extra

It might be too much to ask women for understanding when it comes to the one thing that is unfair for men: they can't control another person's body that is gestating their offspring. That may seem like a huge thing to you, but compared to the biological unfairness women endure, it's almost trivial.

And... it still doesn't matter. You as a man have no right to tell me what I can do with my body. I don't have the right to tell you to donate your spare kidney to my mom. What about my feelings about my mom? Why do your feelings about a fetus mean more than my feelings about my mom? You see? You don't get to tell

It night be simple, but the idea that a man's wants and needs might not come first in any given situation blows the MRA's minds. That's the whole reason they exist.

I however wish I had the breadth of options a woman does in the event of an unplanned pregnancy.

Ahh, we got Vermont beat on the cheese front here in Wisconsin. I will cede Maple Syrup to them though.

The sad truth is that we may never want anything again as badly as we wanted all the tiny tea cakes.

Remember back in they day when there were no stores and you just had to order from the Pleasant Company catalog? The dolls were so much better before Mattel bought them.

I was being flippant during my History of Religions class and went, " I'm Catholic, of course I like Cultural Appropriation. How the hell do you think I got all these awesome holidays to celebrate." My teacher, being a fellow Catholic, starts laughing heartily. The two Wiccans smirked wickedly while the Southern

Don't worry, tell them I'm your friend and I'm white and I didn't think it was racist. Always works for us!

My avatar is a picture of Garak, and yet I'm not a Cardassian.

That's Mr. Hill to you but good trolling.

Well, I only know what she told me. She said it implanted just like a normal zygote and continued to grow with only half it's genetic code. By the time they took it out it looked like a little ball with one developing arm and she even said it had like fingernails and shit. She named it munch-munch.

I will not rest until he is cast as Shadow in the American Gods series. If it ever gets made.

Regarding Kevin Sorbo I jut want to say that I have met quite a few celebrities in my previous jobs and Kevin Sorbo was the nicest and most real. Also funny. So that sucks.

When people asked me what my son's first birthday theme was, I told them "Either 'Feminist Undertones of French New Wave Cinema' or 'Pottery of the Ancient Levant.'"

Haha, yeah. Actually, it's with some shame that I admit that I responded to him. One of the many things I said was that, though there are severely problematic limitations on the possibility of testing that theory, one way to make a start at it would be showing heterosexual men engorged primate labia and monitoring

Now, now, clearly you're just not understanding why evolutionary biology says he's SUPPOSED to do all the things that we find illegal. Like, you know, rape. :|