Absolutely. Once I looked out the back window of my apartment building and saw two men fighting next to the dumpsters. I'm pretty sure they were homeless. One of the men gained the upper hand and started choking the other one. I was terrified, and absolutely froze. As a young woman I didn't think I could physically…

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You'll be ok.

Whoa there, Captain Generalization.

My parents used to lock my little brother in the garage when he threw a tantrum. This was because it was the only door in the house that you could lock from the other side. I have only the vaguest memories of my brother's tantrums - the ominous foreboding before one started, the escalating screaming, the way he'd kick…

Not to mention all of the politics and infighting that goes on between all of the small local charity groups. If local groups are supposed to be fighting the same problem, but they spend all their time competing with each other... it's just stupid.

From my ten years of experience as a volunteer for animal shelters in various places all over the country, my suggestion is to give local whenever possible. Obviously that isn't realistic for something like cancer research, but if you want to give to an animal organization, find a local group. Plenty of iffy things go…

That fox was HOT.

I was terrified of Ursula as a small child. Even her death scene is particularly scary.

You too!

In a perfect scenario of course everyone in the relationship would be on board with what happens to an unplanned pregnancy. If the man wants to keep the child and the woman doesn't, I can certainly see why that would be upsetting to the man (especially if he views life as starting from conception). But in the end it…

Lots of people, many of whom are awesomely happy. Why do people get so judgey about this anyway? Judgey about people who get married before or after some imaginary age - that is silliness, people.

No, but you are entitled to shoot the sandwich artist. At night. If you live in Texas.

This is not the first time that the transgender community has taught me something useful about being a woman that I never managed to learn myself.

Hmm, I'll have to try the single bladed razor. I've had the same venus razor for years. I think laziness is my major problem. I try to rush.

I still can't really tolerate dairy bombs like ice cream. I will have a spoonful of my husband's and that is about as brave as I get. I drink that lactose-free milk, too, and I try to avoid huge amounts of cheese. But generally I don't have to worry about it too much. Cream based foods make me sad, because they are so…

Never? Do you actually, like, manage to remove hair?

This is exactly what I came in here to say (to myself, since I seem perpetually and eternally to be in le gris).

There really isn't enough awareness of lactose intolerance. I'm white and never had issues with dairy until a few years ago I had to take a round of very aggressive antibiotics and it totally messed up my gut flora. I couldn't understand why I was in basically constant discomfort until the doctor told me I was lactose…

My little sister is just like your brother. I have literally never seen her voluntarily do any exercise and she eats terribly. We were raised in the same house and ate the same stuff (no soda in the house, very rare sweets, veggies every day). Today she eats pizza and surfs the internet all day. I eat reasonably well…