Maybe I'm just different, but if you're starting to get serious with me and want to get me a gift, then you should already know that I don't "do" e-readers. If I'm going to read a book, I want an actual book, from the neighborhood used bookstore (I support local business y'all), and not an expensive gadget that only…

I remember starting fights with my mom just so I could storm off over to my dad's place "because at least he UNDERSTANDS ME!" And he had MTV, which my mom didn't let me watch at her place.

It was an awesome time! And that piece is one of her favorites. It was the first anime she fell in love with.

I had a lot of mixed feelings initially when she told me about their plans. I feel weird about the idea of co-opting a culture in general, especially for weddings. I think the thing that helped, and I failed to mention (mea culpa), was that she and the officiate had been in the Japanese immersion program since they…

Double post, sorry!

I read somewhere that while Stephen Moyer wears a cock-sock for modesty's sake, Alexander Skarsgård goes full monty in all of his nude scenes. Essentially, I read that if the scene calls for nudity, it allows him to be in character without the distraction of whether or not his gloved manitalia is showing. So when his…

For my best friend’s wedding last year, they decided to do an Asian-fusion wedding. Though neither of them are Japanese, they both, especially my friend, have a great love of the country and the culture. They debated having a traditional Shinto wedding, but thought that would be in poor taste, so they ended up doing…

Beautiful. Thank you.

I'm at work and without the image, but this is where a picture of Admiral Ackbar would be:

For realz.

Dynamic, and by that I mean:

I was going to say something like this. I always think a good crying session is like good sex. It's intense, messy, and not very pretty to look at, but man, do I feel better afterwards!

Seconded on the good cry. My grandfather passed away just three weeks ago. We were all at his bedside at the time and I had to hold it in until I got home. When I got there, I was a legit collapsing-on-the-ground, crying, drooling, runny-nosed, weeping and wailing mess up until I crawled into bed and cried myself to…

Sensible Shoes (the boyfriend) and I are just under eleven years apart. He turned 38 in April and I just hit 27 this June. I'm not sure if we're a unicorn in the forest of relationships, but most of my female friends are dating/engaged/married to men 2-5 years younger than themselves.

Is "keeping your name on a list for seven years" the new "Show me your papers"? Because it sounds an awful lot like it.

I really love the idea that sleeves are coming back in style. Put me in the anti-strapless camp if you must, but I am not much of a fan. It feels like a very hard look to pull off, and to do it well seems even harder. For me, strapless isn’t an option due to some scary-looking scar-tissue on one arm and the…

I would have totes chased the dragon had I lived in that time. I probably would have died poor and penniless too.

Man, that takes me back. I used to practically huff those. I loved that they had a smell and used to stick them so close to my nose so I could inhale their scent that I ended up with a purple and blue nose half the time.

Quelle tragédie! Sensible Shoes’ mother has the tendency to send him clothes that resemble, oh let’s say, a school Spirit Day. Namely an ‘80’s Day or Wild Colors Day. To say they are unfashionable is to be kind to them. But she’s a nice lady so I don’t say anything.

I have also engaged in clothing fatalities. Sensible Shoes wears those Hanes white-shirts under his clothes, but he wears them two sizes too big. When they get holes around the armpits and necks, I bring him into the bedroom for a bout of passion and quite literally rip them off him. I tell him I'm fulfilling a…