On the plus side, being selected as the VP nom meant that she got a taste of national fame and stopped being governor. Silver lining for Alaska!

I just find it incredibly boring, honestly.

Ah, that would make much more sense. Thanks for the info!

That makes much more sense.

This, so much. The job market is so good right now, why would anyone stick with a crappy job just because it lets them afford to "eat" and "pay rent"? Idiots.

I thought that was weird too. I suppose if Beyonce is coming, the place has plenty of money to spend, but furniture ain't cheap.

Amen. I have no real desire to buy my own speculum and track down my cervix. I don't plan on doing regular inspections, so if I'm noticing something off that makes me want to take a look, I probably should see a doctor anyway.

"You're still allowed" was my hyperbolous way of saying that you're not doing something wrong or being persecuted. Which I thought would be a little clearer, given that Callie told you in particular that this piece was about the NYT's bad journalism and not about appropriation.

Attention commenters: this piece is not about white women stealing braids from black women because black women had them first. It's about the NYT writer being an idiot and subbing "white women" in for "all women." You are still allowed to braid your hair.

If you can French braid, my sister usually does one along each side and then joins them in the middle to make a ponytail/bigger braid. I also did this a while back (it's the 2nd tutorial) and it was really pretty. It's twists, but you could do it with braids too. Works best if you have a lot of hair—it was better on…

My sister is amazing. I don't know how she does it. Oftentimes she does two along the sides and then joins them at the back and it's lovely.

My dad always did it for me, so I never learned growing up. (And then I chopped it all off in 8th grade.) My little sister can French braid her own hair and I'm kind of jealous. I can do... a ponytail?

"The Night of the Badger" was much more interesting in my mind.

Thank you for introducing me to this information. Shit, girl is brilliant. I always felt like she knew exactly what she was doing. Rock on, Ke$ha.

I love her so much. I would say I want to be her, but that's not true. I just want her to continue being her so that I can sit back and watch in awe.

Me: please be the musical please be the musical please be the musical... YES.

I am not a Hufflepuff, but you actually are the greatest.

His name was Sam, and we met at the public library when we were four years old. Later, he was in my kindergarten class, and I was just smitten. His short blond hair. His rosy, dimpled cheeks. His glorious smile. Every girl in our grade had a crush on him.

This makes so much more sense now that I realize you said "definitive list", not "infinitive cyst". LOL.

God, this would explain so much about the last two years of my life.