You must teach me your ways.

The other morning, I was walking to BART, and some drunk guy, literally lying on the sidewalk, looked up at me and said "Smile, baby." I didn't. Instead, I stopped and said "Who the fuck are you? You don't know me. Why should I smile for you, asshole?" He just looked at me and mumbled "Whatever." So, I turned and…

This. I get more angry at the fact that they can't figure out why we were pissed in the first place!

It would take a whole lot more than lentils to make me go vegan. Like every vegetable cooked in pork fat...oh wait.

I would say that the long form pieces in those magazines are definitely taken more seriously than a similarly substantive article that might appear in Elle.

Again. That's what happens when you have all-male decision-makers. Just like the Swiffer ad.

I *rainbow sticker heart* you, Lindy. I do. I had some other thoughts but they fell out of my brain because you just say everything I am thinking sometimes. Cheers, lady. Cheers.

Ohhh, my feels.