I saw a Vine of people in London chanting "Hands up! Don't shoot!" and started crying. I don't know why, but I didn't expect this to turn into such a cause around the world.

I lost my virginity to a German man during my year abroad. There was a rainstorm, I stumbled through in German to explain my thoughts, it was actually quite lovely. No regrets whatsoever.

She puts some amazing words in her own mouth...

if some of the good old boys came out and said "I'm here because others have smoothed my path," there'd be a rip in the spacetime continuum. Those guys always regurgitate "meritocracy " when giving their autobiography.

So I'm breaking my family's rule today. This is a trophy for participation. And I am beyond honored and proud to receive it. Because this? Was a group effort.

If that guy doesn't fall in love with you on the spot, he is a reptile.

Sometimes my dad watches Fox News and the segments about PP get him all in a tizzy over abortion factories and human life. Then I kindly remind him that PP and his Visa card are the reasons I didn't have to drop out of college that one time. He shuts the hell up right quick.

your kids know about sex. your kids have been talking about sex since fifth grade. your kids know a hell of a lot more than you think they do. i know this because i still am a kid, and my entire grade has known about sex since fifth (elementary school, y'all!).

Because their special little snowflakes would never do anything "dirty" like having sex. And they certainly never talk about it because where would their kids be exposed to things like that.

"The Sky."

This. I was raised Catholic and went to a Jesuit run university. The importance of social justice has been repeatedly drilled into me. I honestly don't why understand people, especially people who are otherwise incredibly vocal about their religion, bad mouth social justice. I feel that if Jesus were alive and kicking…

So... Can we name the baby South West? Or is Kanye gonna be mad if we do?

In the late Pleistocene, when I was a freshman in high school (all girls, Catholic), our sex ed was a year long program taught by a retired Army nurse who would answer ANY question about ANYTHING. She had seen it all, hon, and she wasn't embarrassed or ashamed of the good old human body and its various functions and…

Our holiday parties are held at a lovely restaurant with a sit-down dinner (steak, salmon, chicken, or vegetarian) and two free beverages of your choice. This ostensibly classy atmosphere has not deterred co-workers from telling me that I should bang our homely, overweight IT guy, or that I should take a cruise with…

You'd think, but that's not quite how it works. A dating site profile is essentially a marketing tool. And people are notoriously bad at representing themselves accurately.

Whatever you do, don't go to Plenty of Fish.

Screw that. My company wanted us to each pay $30 for our holiday party. They can think I'm not a team player for all they want if they think I'm gonna shell out $30 for cheap wine, bad catering and karaoke.

I'm at the point in my lonely spinster life where I can either turn to online dating or I can die alone and let my body be eaten by possums.

"don't drink, don't dance and most definitely don't try to bond with your coworkers " True that.

I moved to Scotland in my mid 20's. So office parties, with people who like to drink, in an office which hires 16 year olds out of school, in a country where the drinking age is 16. Definitely a shit show. A hilarious,…