You know, I think I read some article about how Chiwetel is not getting as much awards love (although plenty of nominations) because of how his performance requires him to seem quiet and meek just as a survival mechanism. But he still did very nice things with his face, did a very nice job of showing the anguish, I…

Yup. I was one of the waiting until marriage people until my early 20s or so. I didn't actually have sex until later, but it took me until my early 20s to figure out that I could have sex before marriage and not feel like Satan's Trap Door for Whores (patent pending) would immediately open up and send me to hell.

Radar wants me to watch a video for 24-hour access to "your favorite celebrity Web site." Hahaha. No. So I just clicked out. I can find out about Spawn of Simon elsewhere if I want to know that badly.

Wait, Zooey Deschanel doesn't need a stunt double for those hot Nick kisses, but now she does?

Thank you. He was my first, too. That makes it weirder, makes it difficult to imagine doing this with anyone ever again, because the one person I have done it with his gone. We got close so quickly, but he must have been dealing with things all his life that I could guess about but didn't know about. We both had the…

I am in such grief tonight, guys. Such grief. A guy I was dating last year right after I moved here killed himself late last year, and I just found out. All my damn memories are him. We went on our first date my first week or two here. I'm sitting on the couch where we first made out. In my bed is where we had sex on…

Yup. Do we have the same cats? I've had a rough day. I stopped at the drugstore to get some Gatorade and cat litter, then dropped all my crap in the doorway and raced to the bathroom because I was pretty sure I was going to barf. I did not barf, but I did hang around the bathroom for a while until the feeling resolved…

I'm from the Bible Belt and saw a few megachurches with coffee houses. Like "If we can't get em here through the promise of eternal salvation, we'll do it with neato coffee bars!"

Then I moved to Washington, although not the Seattle area. At first I thought maybe these coffee shops sold lingerie or something? I was…

He was interested, but he was also very mentally ill and going through a divorce. My hypothesis was that he was scared. I mean, we had just gone on a weekend trip together and he pulls that shit.

I sometimes still get the urge to text him, just to ask if he's OK, but I don't trust my motives, frankly.

Oh fuck. I've been frozen out, and I HATE IT. Especially when the guy doing it to me is the first guy I had sex with. I did not go to his house, though I was tempted. A month later, he texts me: "Hi." That's all. I nearly went over to his house at that point TO BURN IT TO THE GROUND.

I was in Pittsburgh last spring. Sleety and snowy, and then I started throwing up in my host's sink. Turned out I got food poisoning at the airport.

Barbara Walters needed to retire a while ago. I know she is soon, but look, lady. The woman who thinks vaccines can maybe cause autism thinks you're reaching here. Look at your life, Babwa. Look at your choices.

Thank you for that. I've seen it linked a couple of other places but hadn't read it until now.

Has anybody else here had so little sex that they feel like some weird quasi-virgin? I mean, I'm not The Bachelor, so I'm not going to call myself that, because either you are or you aren't, and virginity is largely a social construct and all (if a very powerful one).

But I feel weird, like I'm still not sure if my…

Good luck! I just started a master's program in the fall, and the waiting last year about drove me nuts. I still don't know if I'm going to try for more school after this, but oh, that application process is a clusterfuck.

Guys, I went for a two-mile walk (with a few jogging intervals, or what I call jogging and the neighbors probably call "should we call 911 is that girl having a seizure?"

Now all I fuckin' want is some cinnamon cronuts from the grocery store. Or some of those weird football-themed cupcakes. GAH. I need to be…

I'm not a victim of any sexual assault, but it's also bugging the hell out of me that Hollywood continually props this guy up. Of course, they do the same with Polanski. I guess I should not be surprised that an industry that casts women based on boob size and perceived fuckability does this, but it's still…

Yup. Frankly, after reading some of the stuff in Vanity Fair, it seems like both the Mia Farrow and Woody Allen camps have credibility issues, but I keep coming back to the fact that Dylan Farrow said 20 years ago that she was molested, and she's still saying it today. That doesn't seem like a false or coached…

It was. I must have still been thinking of my Southern hometown, oops.

It might be, but I doubt it'll be a success by any measure. EW is predicting just $12 million, which is awful low for the number one spot. Then again, it's Super Bowl weekend, one of the slowest movie weekends of the year. I don't think it being released this weekend says much about the studio's confidence in it.

Why…