correct. "They won't prosecute based on that"

Even more... "it wasn't rape because it wasn't in the handbook." Fucker.

The beauty of being a rapist is, once you say "it was consensual" it is incredibly hard to prove otherwise. Particularly if the woman knows her rapist (which most do). The go to defense is, "she consented. she was too drunk to remember." So bros get girls drunk in public (look! witnesses to her drunkenness) then…

But you didn't say I couldn't rape other students in the handbook. Sure. Why not.

Kitteh approves.

"Teenwolf, Lestat, just chill..."

Actually, it's just ROYGBV now. They, whomever the hell gets to control all matters of rainbows, said Indigo isn't really there. RoyGBvvvvv is much harder to say, so I think whomever makes those rainbow decisions needs to redact the Indigo revocation.

When I went back to school for my Master's I realized I was officially one of the olds when I was the only person on campus, of either gender, not wearing skinny jeans. Fuck that. I'm a teen of the 90s. My body needs freedom of movement under my clothes. Get off my lawn kids.

Is it possible her partner was British? To Americans, lemonade is diluted, sweetened, lemon-juice. To them, it's Sprite. I do not know why this is.

Jenna and Barbara Bush were alive when their grandfather was president.

But that was Catching Fire.

From 2010:

This is the best Donatella has looked in years!

OOOfff. Does he have Randys holding the heads of disembodied Randys? That's an extra layer of disturbing.

I live in NC. The crazy politics are mostly recent and hopefully won't last long. I lived in the DC area a few years and it drove me nuts. Much slower lifestyle down here, and if you stick to Ashville/Boone, Charlotte, Raleigh/Durham/Chapel Hill, then the crazy southern politics shouldn't be too difficult to bear. …

Long ago I saw Martha Stewart on an episode of Oprah showing the audience how easy it is to fold a fitted sheet. She fucked it up. Couldn't do it and just kinda faked it at the end. Only wizards can fold fitted sheets.

I had a boyfriend in 2009 for a few months. That was nice. Then went 9 months without. Saw him again for two weeks. Then went 2 years without. Then had a week long fling with an ex. Then went 6 months without. Then had a drunken one night stand that wasn't worth the time it took me to shave my legs. That was…

Across The Universe, by Beth Revis. YA, and technically sci-fi, but it's more dystopian than sci-fi, it just takes place in space.

"Until their numbers grow to the point that they constitute their own voting bloc, I think we're safe."