I have been asked that question before, but I have always replied, “...maybe it would have been for the better because my mother told me that she wished she never had me.” That has always left them slack-jawed.

Seoul, South Korea was incredibly easy for me. Making eye contact was usually sufficient because those drivers were actively looking for passengers.

As the Despair demotivational poster says, “It could be that the purpose of your life is only to serve as a warning to others.”

I verbally smacked a coworker last week who called biology, “body geography.”

I have not heard this one, but it makes me want to give that idiot a tapeworm AND a pill camera.

If I made an alarm clock that required aim in order to shut it off...I would likely hit bloodrage within 10 seconds of being jarred awake, then have to get up to turn off the alarm and repair the hole in my wall. ^_^’

I went to Europe (including London and Paris) last spring and was perceived as Canadian by just about everyone. I limited my clothes to a capsule wardrobe of black/white/grey/olive with jeggings because skinny jeans are still fashionable. No sneakers or graphic tees, although I did wear chunky hiking boots. In terms…

THIS. I remember watching boys harass each other, eat glue, chant Ice Ice Baby, and any number of things that I recognized were stupid.

I make grilled cheese with a slice of cheddar and a nice smear of goat cheese. Soooo goood....

I just donated all of my Christmas money (which I did not even want—because I wanted them to actually try to think of a GIFT) to the ACLU in my Republican, pro-Trump parents’ honor. I am patiently waiting for the fallout.

Ahhh Mississippi...glad to know you are still stupid and hate women.

I am certain that there would be a lot of christian conservative white male whining as the rest of America sleeps peacefully and goes about their business without fear of the entire country imploding in upon itself.

I pity that poor woman. She was probably hoping to be free when she got too old for his tastes, but now she is effectively trapped because Trump will refuse to become the first presidential divorcee during his term.

I am in this same boat. If Fuckface von Clownstick and his gaggle of idiots can do this, why the hell can’t I?

“Hoarders” was a trigger for me a couple years ago. I was livid after a couple episodes, walked downstairs, then stood in my cluttered living room that I never “lived in.” Something snapped, and I have been purging for over two years now. Furniture, clothing, misc. crap, formerly sentimental objects, crappy paintings,…

I had an ex who had the gall to steal my pack of pills. I thought I missplaced them, grabbed another pack, and continued my pills.
...Later, I found the pills in HIS dorm room in his desk. He admitted that he swiped them because he was hoping I would get pregnant because he was worried that he was losing me.

I fled from the deep South when Mississippi made vibrators illegal...because heavens knows that Mississippi’s biggest problem are dildos that actually perform for a woman’s benefit.

Ironically, the best pair of mittens I ever found were left in a hospital parking lot after I dragged an ex-bf in for an emergency after-hours. Lovely leather, thinsulate-lined mittens--they serve me better/longer than that ex ever did.

I just did this last week. I am decluttering like crazy, and I stumbled upon a gorgeous lace coat--$150 price tag still attached--that I bought years ago. I accepted that I would never wear it, so I eBayed it off to someone who may.