Kittenmittens
Kittenmittens
Kittenmittens

I know, sorry to burst your bubble. Here's a story for you—when we were roommates, she was together with another of our friends, they were living together in one of the rooms of our sprawling apartment in LA. I had a really great pair of steeltoe boots, and one day they were gone. I searched and searched everywhere

CONTROVERSIAL OPINION: I don't mind Daylight Savings Time! Because that means it's the unofficial start of Springtime! And it's light out later in the day! There is nothing wrong with that.

you're out at the club on Saturday night

It's certainly a racial bias. I have never dated an Asian dude. Part of the reason that I haven't is that in this tiny all-white village there aren't any, but also perhaps because I hardly ever saw any Asian men, even on television, and they were almost never presented as sexy. That's a cultural problem that

my colleague fucked him - they went out for a week 2 yrs back

"By day I was this sort of mild mannered kid who nobody really saw. And by night I was listening to Charlie Parker and John Coltrane and Freddie King and Jimi Hendrix and Eric Clapton,"

There are few things I love more in this world than Prince reaction gifs.

Yassss! Awesome. Brought back memories of one of my favourite single meals, which you may enjoy:

My weird single habits are definitely food related. I'd be totally happy living on bread, cheese, hummus, tinned oysters (I know this is a weird one), eggs, avocados, apples, and like some chocolate. That and endless red wine. I've realizing after living with dudes that they do not consider constant light snacking

Rehearsing out loud the arguments I will never have with people who have upset me sometime between twenty five years ago and today, when I'm angry.

I've been single for so long that pretty much everything I do is SSB.

According to my inside source (actual person with firsthand knowledge), Kendall Jenner is quiet and polite, Justin Bieber is professional when he needs to be (I was so disappointed), and Gigi is insufferable. So there's that.

OH, and there was another guy (late 40s, lily white, working in finance in CT) who gave everyone in the office the same gift every Christmas: a CD of his latest rap recordings. He was completely serious about his rhymes, too. One song was about his girlfriend's breasts. You can't make this up. How did I forget

He is. Apparently his boyfriend is Spanish actor Jon Kortajarena.

At my previous job, which was the most gossipy bullshit ever, I frequently ran into trouble for being "direct." It was totally okay to say some life-ruining shit about people behind their backs to everyone else, but do not say "You're acting strange towards me" to anyone's face unless you want an in-office mediation

I worked in an office that had a similar affair situation (SO many affairs in that office. So many.).

I'm an admin assistant and I can totally verify that. Yes, I know everything about everyone. I'm not even nosy or gossipy! People just tell me everything, or talk about stuff when I'm right there, as if I'm not even there. I am like a lamp to them. But this lamp has alllllll the dirt.

OK, I know everyone shits on lululemon around here, but after have a premature mid life crisis a few years ago, quitting medicine and thinking I would devote my life to yoga (yes that happened) I went to work for lululemon. They had a policy there of no gossiping. At all. This was a workplace that was 80% women and

Also: Still grieving over Leonard Nimoy.

I'm another person who grew up blue-collar and now I have a very secure white-collar job. Apparently I've learned to code-switch very well, because I am never "found out". What this means is that my coworkers say some of the most appallingly privileged things to me. They take for granted so much that I find it very