That was my first thought. Before my reduction I had pendulous breasts, which are pretty hard to size. I mean, I can't just measure the tape because they're heading toward my belly button! I called them my skin accordions, because they needed to be smushed up and in to resemble a bra-shaped boob. This might work for…

Totally unrelated to anything- I had to put my kitty down this morning. I got him 9 months ago from the shelter and apparently he had cancer and we didn't know it. I'm shocked/sad.

I do cut my hair when I'm really stressed. I also have a habit of freaking out with anxiety and dumping out my purse and sorting it until I feel calm. I think I'll try the Lindy List of Stress Action next time to shake things up.

Oh, this makes me cry. I have agoraphobia as part of my PTSD. Sometimes it's not bad, but other times I can't leave the house for weeks at a time. That sounds terrifying and completely demoralizing in every way. :(

I noticed that, too. It warmed my heart. I don't think I've ever heard a late night host conduct an interview like that, and it was so refreshing and unexpected. I want more!

I buy the acetone for nails AND stain removal. It's amazing for taking out grease stains!

I'm so sorry for your loss. *hugs*

I spit coffee laughing. You win!

I just don't understand the appeal of sequins. Too much shiny, and wearing it feels weird and heavyish.

But North West and Apple and Moon Unit are okay?

I can relate to this. I was in love with this amazing guy from junior year to the first year of college. Our parents were both horrifically strict, so we were having sex all over town and sometimes at home during the day while the parents were at work. What we really craved was just a night together to sleep next to…

I'm breathing a sigh of relief that I'm not alone in wanting to sex him up on the condition that he never speak. He could also never tell anyone about it.

I think my husband's armpits smell like a musky forest. I'd make a candle out of that scent!

Right? I stink. Even with deodorant I'm stinky by late afternoon. It's totally unfair.

I did it when I was poor and desperate, and it was an awful livimy arrangement. The crazy lady that owned the house insisted that on top of rent I pay her $150 a month for food, which she would buy. As a single lady I did not need to spend nearly that much on food, I mostly ate out, and the only thing I cared to have…

Nope, not alone! My hubs and I cuddle until one of us says " ok, goodnight, go away" in a loving way. We don't touch during sleepy times and it's the best.

GQ is wrong about the armpit thing. I love snuggling up into my husband's armpit. His smelliness is the most relaxing, sexy smell ever to me. I hope I'm not alone on this one or I'm going to feel creepy.

Yes! the guy is laughing looking at his vomit. " and now we have an 8 hour work day!"

I love this show. Last night I cuddled up with the hubs, ate Thai food, and popped a Vicodin for my post-surgery boob pain to watch The Chicago episode. I can't ask for more than that. I love history and the hubs hates it. We meet in the middle for the most entertaining history lessons ever.

I'm pretty much a three way tie- I think that makes me manbearpig.