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Laney_Says

My husband texted me earlier to tell me how extra insufferable work is today. Apparently the old white men he works with were offended by NPH, and have spent the day ranting about how "if we're all truly equal, it doesn't matter if only white people/men get nominated." They work for a government contracted agency,

Normally I'd agree, but after the one from DD... I felt like I'd consumed a softball sized lump of lard. Things did not progress well.

Yep, that one was really nice.

Reading comments on the People article about Williams is hopefully the worst choice I'll make this week.

I am also completing my education at a glacial pace. I should have said I would not get married until I had my degree. Things would be... better.

I met Padma at a conference once. She was awful. Telling the story would require more effort than she put into saying hello to me.

A few hours ago, I went out on the back porch to see how much snow we got where I am in CT. My neighbor was on his porch, on speakerphone, yelling to some poor girl about how we got 4' and this is the most snow he's ever seen. When I walked out he asked if he'd disturbed me with his yelling (YES, the answer is

I think I'm the only one down. #snowdaywishes

But... can someone write me an article titled "How to be Stranded Indoors in a Small Apartment with Your Husband AND the Roommate You Have a Crush* On?" I'd write it myself, but I'm pretty sure the entirety would be "Fuck it, I'm going outside to die in the snow."

I am only an hour away from Danbury; I wonder if she will let me visit?

On a side note, I met Padma and she was terrible.

Yeah, that was like two years ago and somehow I lived. I was on vacation in another state (visiting my now husband) and it took me two days to see a doctor, because I didn't want to go to the emergency room. I didn't even realize (stupidly) that my cervix could rupture, so I figured there was just some general

I had my cervix ruptured during sex and then had to have it cauterized. No party of that was sexy and it DEFINITELY didn't feel good.

"Sexmonsterism" is my new favorite term; thanks.

My salon collects hygiene products for the local women's shelter and I recently dropped off a box of tampons with the other stuff I normally bring, thinking "eh, not sure if they'll use these but I'll drop them off anyway." I AM SO GLAD THAT I DID and now I'll make sure I always bring a box or two. For some stupid

I mean, are we positive they're not?

Lucky Peach (magazine) has a really fantastic article about them, too. Actually, when I saw this on my FB feed I thought it was a link to the LP article and scrolled by it. It took my brain a second to register what was happening when I logged on to Jezebel and saw it here.

If it's an all girls school, there are no male photos to compare.

My ex and I got a pack of these. He thought it was too hilarious so no sex happened, just him waving his shit around until I got bored and fell asleep. He decided to leave it on his dresser to see how long it would glow. His mom decided to clean his room the next day. I was 20 at the time and REALLY enjoyed