Gwen,

You literally beat me to it with the Jurassic Park cover. I still don’t think I’ve ever seen a funnier video.

I’ve been having major problems with my internet connection over the last few weeks - got the cables inside changed, got a new modem - nada has worked. I work from home and it’s a problem!

Heartwarming or funny gets me by.

Today I had to go to sort of the middle of nowhere (no offense to anyone from Gardner Mass) for work. And I stopped at a little diner for breakfast after (food was great!) But it was cash only and some other customers only had credit cards so the waitress told them to just eat and come back to pay whenever they have…

Beginning of Season 6: Special Agent Dale Cooper takes Frank Underwood’s hand and walks with him through the woods. Cooper turns around and Frank has disappeared. He never existed. 25 years later, Agent Cooper finds himself in an alternate dimension, living under the name Frank Underwood and becomes President.

Or because it’s and East African name that he knew 1)would possibly impede his music career, or 2) he didn’t want to hear American constantly butchering.

Well, I guess her Weeknd’s free...

I do, too. Kind of surprised at the catty write-up here, though.

You are not a bitch. You’ve explaned your postion. He’s not respecting your need for space and quiet. You need all your energy for whatever is going on with your life. Self-preservation, baby. I completely understand you. I need time to decompress when I come home.

oh!! I have a good ghost story. Should have posted this one instead of what I did post but w/e.

I’ve quickly learned (from Captain Awkward: go there right now if you’ve never been, I have grown so much as a person and a “bitch) that having a “script” of responses takes a lot of the pressure off. Next time potential FIL says something racist, look him in the eye, let the silence become just a bit uncomfortable,…

People who take mirror selfies aren’t thinking about things like the image they present to the world.

That’s a really disgusting thing to say. I struggled with cutting about 15 years ago when I was much younger and it was an awful, awful thing. Today I have many tattoos (that don’t even have any meaning, I just like the way they adorn my body! Omg!) And they give me the 100% OPPOSITE feelings of my cutting scars. I…

I’m with you that I’ve never found any image I like well enough to wear under my skin for the rest of my life. But...others think differently. And they’re allowed to.

You don’t like tattoos, that’s fine. Don’t get them. Don’t shame how others choose to decorate their body.

I find myself far more curious about the hair band in front of the sink (a coded message to Selena?)

I get that tattoos are not for everyone and personal taste and all that, but equating tattoos to self-harm is pretty shitty.

This is a little more creepy/disturbing than scary, but it’s something that still gives me chills when I think about it (and I try not to think about it very often). Note: All names have been changed.

My senior year of college, my boyfriend lived off campus and so we spent a lot of time at his place. It was out in the middle of no where, surrounded by woods and only accessible by this one lane country road. One night, around Halloween, we decided to watch the movie The Strangers. It’s a horror movie about a couple…