If all of my books are electronic, how will I ever make snide remarks about the author and/or the text in the margins?

In the unlikely event I do actually get married, I think I want it to involve a playground.

"... noting that many brides are opting for cheaper, more personalized options..."

I'm just ... confused by the horse thing.

@NotIt: It's a long story, but it had to do with identity politics, i.e. you are either a thick member or a transparent member of a community.

OMG. I have to share this. Today in my feminist philosophy class the phrase 'THICK MEMBER' was said over and over again and I could barely contain my smirk because all those words made me think about were huge penises. The context of the phrase had nothing to do with genitals.

My mother can barely type on a computer keyboard much less navigate the interwebz.

@mauvelous: Don't forget The Sixth Sense!

In my experience, if you're a lesbian, the expectations/notions of motherhood are the opposite.

You do know that Glad Rags are a type of alternative pad, right, Sadie?

Opposites Attract just makes me think of Family Guy.

In a textbook for my queer theory class, there was an essay about a lesbian who due to some hormonal imbalance sprouted a full beard, but chose not to shave it or get it removed in some other way. She self-identifies as a bearded woman, basically, and she is very interesting.

Wow, it's been such a long time since I saw the original opening to Full House. I can't feel the hate, though, because I spent the better part of my childhood being in denial about my dysfunctional family, so the Tanners were always my go-to of what the ideal family was. I wasn't a realistic child.

I *just* read this in the NYT. It made me feel happy and warm inside. Holocaust Remembrance Day is coming up, yo.

One of my friends thinks the euphemism box is hilarious, and she has a tendency to text me when she's in math class and they're going over box plots. She's in grad school in case you were wondering.

@remedymalahide: I agree. I experience an unspeakable rage any time people refuse to acknowledge a trans person's preferred name/pronouns.

I don't understand the raison d'etre for Heidi Montag, Spencer Pratt, or anyone else connected to them. There. I said it.

Charis Chamonix. I kind of like the sound of that.

This is one of those times I'm grateful to be a lesbian.

These pictures encapsulate the reasons why I'd rather be living in Canada, France, the Netherlands or Sweden.