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Sending you a PM.

We just moved in, but if the freezer's not full, I freak out. So we have a bunch of frozen fish and chicken, all the baking supplies, raspberries I froze from when they were cheap this summer, chocolate chips, coconut, tons of chopped fresh ginger, and (occasionally) Bombay Sapphire. :) ETA: and, best of all, homemade

Yay! Congrats, AndPreciousLittleofThat!

Sorry, I assumed from your comment that somehow your boyfriend was from a country with which the US has a not fantastic relationship. Never mind. :) (But he's worried about how *your* travel history will affect *his* job app? Not sure I understand that. Clearly, not my most helpful series of comments.)

He's not going to need a security clearance per se unless he's applying for a US government job. If you mean the mounds of paperwork involved in visa (business, fiance, etc.) applications for the US, it's best to start researching as early as possible.

I take it "GASP" stands for "Group Against the Standardized use of (relative) Pronouns"?

I hope so. It's Earthlink, and I plan to do more shouting than working with them... (I can't be their only NYC customer having this problem.) Good to know about Verizon, though.

So my Google searches suddenly stopped working in the last couple of days, and because I rely on Google for solving problems like "Can I superglue magnets to tile?" and "97/12" (don't judge), it made me rather upset. My significant other declared I probably had a virus, so I then spent the next 12 hours running all

I'm sure this sounds insane, but an Etsy store with knitted sweaters with microbiology diagrams (like protein structures) would probably do AMAZEBALLS business, particularly in places like Brooklyn. :)

I'm a former one. ;) Also, we have: light rail, Enstrom's toffee, Hammond Candies (hand-pulled striped hard candy), the Ship Tavern in the Brown Palace, and, last but by no means least, the Tattered Cover! Seriously, if you love books, you need to go to the Tattered Cover. Any of the branches. Happy visiting!

I think you have to talk to your partner so he/she understands what you're going through, first. And I'd seriously look at going the entrepreneurial route (even if entrepreneurial means start-on-a-shoestring) if you feel like you're not making any progress in the 9-5 sense. (If I'd had any crafty skills whatsoever, I

I hear you. My husband's resume looks amazing after the last 7 years (4 of which were abroad); mine looks like it was eaten by moths. Not that I'm complaining—loved the places we lived in. But yes, it can produce a set of crazy, debilitating anxieties...

I think that's taking it a little too far. You really think people should be allowed to be sexual (or suggestive, or whatever this is) whenever they feel like it during work hours? ETA: (It seems like a difficult argument to make.)

I'd caulk that crack as soon as possible. And then I'd probably just caulk the whole bathroom shut, to be on the safe side.

My husband doesn't come from cars and cake people, either, and I think we had a come-to-Jesus meeting early on in which we described what birthdays had been like for each of us, growing up, and what we wanted (cough cough expected) the other person to do to help celebrate it. Working back from those sort of idealized

These are great tips. Thanks for posting them! :)

12 at once sounds awful! Is there a way to spread them out—maybe 3 or 4 with each meal? I can't take vitamins unless I've had something substantial to eat—and even then, definitely not first thing in the morning.

Congrats!

That explains the eerie feeling I've always had walking past American Apparel stores: "I've seen this all before...BUT HOW?" In that stack of Units stuff in my eighth-grade closet in 1990, that's how!

Is that an Eastwood? He has the eyes...