How is whining on the internet about people signing a petition going to “prevent” a recall?

And here comes the brigade of people screaming about how much they don’t care, so no one else should either. Stop it! You hear me! It’s not important to me, so it’s objectively not important! Stop talking about things I don’t want you to talk about! There are people with real problems that I care about, so no other…

But I don’t think Kaitlyn can handle the truth. She’s not half as hot as my ex-girlfriend

I’m not “fudging the math,” I’m telling you how much it costs where I live. I do not live in CA, or the US, at all. I’ve looked into adoption with my partner because that’s what we’ve considered and $30-$50K are the ranges we were given by professionals; between that, and our public health care system that will foot…

Well I’d suggest looking into the debates surrounding the critical period hypothesis, myself, as it’s still a hotly debated subject whether or not this (the notion that children are better at language acquisition) is even the case. Adult learners actually learn languages more rapidly, but they are seldom completely…

Mr. Cat cooks because he likes to (and is better at it, frankly), I do the dishes. He does the vacuuming, I do the laundry. He does the general tidying up, I do the bathrooms. He does the shopping (he’s thriftier, and knows what a ripe whatever looks like, it’s all a mystery to me), I do everything to do with the car…

Ugh. Ugh. Articles like this just make me love Mr. Cat so goddamned much. Not only does he do at least half the chores, he does so without question. Never leaving him.

I’ll probably get around to reading the rest of this when it’s finally over. The release schedule is just to slow, and one too many chapters where fuck all happens - when you only get one chapter a month - made me abandon it.

It actually is just “6” in my car.

I had the same problems with Sword, but Justice was IMO one of the best sci-fi novels I’ve read in the better part of a decade, head and shoulders above everything else on the same slate.

all female modern-day version of Tarkovsky’s Stalker

10 mil is pitiful, so I don’t think even boys want the “fun” Entourage is offering.

I remember that time, too: we called it “high school.”

Potted plant? Sure. Cut flowers? Naaaah. When I was still dating, before I met Mr. Cat, I told every guy I dated I didn’t want flowers - I’d rather have wine or something - and you’d be surprised how many just straight up ignored it. (That or assumed I was lying.)

You legitimately had me going for the first two comments. My hat is off to you, sir. That is superior trolling.

I live in Canada, so am I pretentious or ignorant for using the Canadian spelling?

Now, if you’re in the States and using the International spelling of “grey,” you’re either doing so out of pretense or ignorance.

“Grey” and “cancelled” aren’t misspellings, they’re British/Canadian spellings. Not sure the headline is entirely accurate, here.

~Adult-sized by 4th grade high-five~! I was 5’4” and 110lbs by 10, which is... larger than many grown, albeit petite, woman. 5’8” by 12, 5’11” by 15 and still no breasts or hips because apparently the growth hormone got turned on and everything else just took the decade off. On the downside, no boy took an interest in…

Bah, I could take or leave any of this stuff, but I find Mr. Cat’s love of indie games oddly adorable. I’ll be swearing at someone in a game of League and he’ll be playing an obscure Korean import about cats with samurai swords, or an art game that’s really about depression, and afterwards he’ll tell me all about what…