I'm one of them now, as of yesterday! Yay! *waves little American flag*

I tried a local naturopath, because "schlep for 30 minutes". She was older, and harped on me the whole visit about my weight and how I must be sneaking baby-flavored donuts to be this fat. I tried to hold my own, but made a subsequent appointment with my old doctor. I'm not going to be made to feel like shit over…

Always reserve the right to wake up smarter tomorrow. None of us is perfect, and no one springs from the womb knowing everything there is to learn. I bet now you've realized the important of quitting, and of keeping kids from starting in the first place. By speaking out about it, you may help someone give their friend…

That's something they sure as shit don't do for fat people, though.

I was being facetious, but thanks. ;)

A couple of good friends of mine live directly above a smoker who takes his cell phone outside and smokes like a chimney right under their windows. And it's hot, and they don't have AC. I'd have cut a bitch by now, myself.

Hooray! Go you!

Sometimes it's enough, sometimes it isn't. I don't mind the smokers who comply, and who dispose of their cigarette butts in the appropriate receptacles. I mean, addiction sucks and they're designed to be addictive. It's the selfish jerk-faces who smoke right next to the door and then leave their butts, or in the…

Honestly, though, there's nothing I hate more than walking out of the doors of my building at work into a face-full of smoke. Washington state's pretty commie, though, and I think there are 30-foot rules in place for most business door opening... thingies.

Very true. That's part of the "therapy with cans in your hands" "auditing" - they get you to divulge all your embarrassing secrets so they have dirt against you if you decide to leave.

I think they are going to try and make her "pay", whether it's through threats and intimidation or actual physical harm I cannot say. I just hope she protects herself, because while the world needs to hear about this crazy bunch of loons, I don't want it to come at the expense of her personal safety.

Learned helplessness is such a bitch, isn't it?

I bought that Tom Cruise biography a few years ago just to read about his descent into madness.

Scientologists must have a terrible case of Stockholm Syndrome. It's the only thing I can come up with to explain this bizarre set of circumstances.

My favorite memories of high school all involve honor band trips.

Oh man, this is wonderful. Music was my first love, and I spent high school in pursuit of it at the expense of most everything else. If I had the money or the self-esteem, my dream would've been to be a music major in college. It didn't pan out for me, but seeing women helping young women pursue their own talents is…

I have been informed by an ex that dollar bills smell like cocaine. That made me reach in my wallet and pull out a fresh twenty to sniff. I had never before wondered what cocaine smelled like, and he saved me the trouble of ever trying it to find out. ;)

I couldn't love this more if I tried.

I really feel for their kids. It sucks when both your parents are useless.

When I was in sixth grade, my awesome Catholic-school teacher told us all about how scabs work and how the healing has to start over if you rip a scab off early. That's what comes to mind when I read yet another story about Brandi Glanville. I've never seen her show, and I only know her because of this story. She's…