Veena
Veena
Veena

Oh man they must have hundreds of hours of live, vintage bootlegs of me singing songs to the cat. I'm their String Cheese. I'm their Shut Up, Little Man. I'm their Disco Biscuits.

I thought uptalk predates the vocal fry. Now I'm confused.

" She was about 9, with lovely red hair and a pretty moon-shaped face. "

Compound bows are incredibly difficult to draw. Luckily for Katniss, she doesn't wield a compound bow.

It's no different than being obsessed with any commodity that you are told to desire and are told can create an identity for you without doing any kind of self-building besides opening your wallet. Buying a $20+ t-shirt so you can advertise Coke makes zero sense, but man, vintage!

I think the point is to make you cringe. The fairy tale renditions they come up with are from source material that really ought to make you cringe, and then they .. well, do this.

THey are TOTALLY lovers

I agree. I also suspect there's a lot more going on with this story than the letter-writer has said, because this woman is behaving like someone who is being jilted by a lover who was not clear about the temporary and casual nature of the relationship.

Assume no one gives a shit about your wedding.

I know everyone is really rage-y about this, but that whole statement makes me sad. First of all, it doesn't surprise me to see another abuse victim defend their abuser. Here's someone who, as a young, defenseless child, was victimized by abuse AND now thinks it is OK. That is basically how abuser manipulation work;

This makes me want a Roomba that I can sit on. I would attach a back rest, sing "Sailin" by Christopher Cross, eat Raisenettes, with a sippy cup of wine and it would be the best PMS ritual ever. And I'd be vacuuming.

Oh my god. What an error in judgment! Who am I, now, to be throwing shade at Laura for her poor research on Things Ladies Like?!

God Ginger, you forgot smiling at salads. Ladies LOVE smiling at salads.

"Oh salad, you so silly!"

There's a special place in hell for any adult who makes a kid feel less than, especially about their appearance.

At the very least, it's in poor taste to rejoice at the death of another human being. But for this bastard, I think I'll make an exception...