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So for my net monthly salary, one may have salt water injected into one's tits. Sounds like a great idea.

Well, that's just plain awful. As someone who was in the military, I can speak to the amount of damage all of this infidelity and drama do, and how much more prolific it is in the military compared to the civilian world.

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The quality is AWFUL, but this movie is magic and will always make me smile.

The NFL kind of reminds of those dudes who say they "love women" because they love to have sex with them.

I always tell people that I let my husband keep his maiden name.

I wanted to say something longer or more emphatic. When the in-laws (or, God forbid, my parents) say something about how he won't "let" me do something, I feel the overwhelming need to show everyone that, if I can conceive, carry, and deliver a baby ... allowing him to participate in naming it is a courtesy I'm

Totally unsubstantiated, armchair psychologist theory: His wife is very a funny writer and has achieved quite a bit of success based off her Twitter alone. Perhaps Biggs is a bit jealous or threatened or competitive? Anything you can do, I can do better, etc. (Except he can't.)

A fancy private school.

I actually kinda like that my husband is sexually stimulated by/attracted to other people in a generic, healthy, not about to hump 'em theoretical way. I guess the occasional reminder that he is an independent sexual creature in his own right (who nonetheless chooses me over and over, and vice versa) is sexy to me.

My husband's celebrity crushes are Christina Hendricks and Salma Hayek. So basically, large-breasted women with unbelievably beautiful facial features. It's weird, because I have big boobs (though not as big as Christina Hendricks'), and I'm pretty enough for a normal non-celebrity human (but also fat so sometimes my

All I know is that my husband totally gets my Alexander Skarsgard appreciation, and what's more, doesn't blame me for it. That's true love, right there.

"Eventually we must all offer up our celebrity crushes to our significant other and stand there, naked and vulnerable, to be judged for them."

I did a lot of volunteer work, including management of people, and volunteer coordination, at a local LGBT organization. It isn't activism but volunteer work and it applies to a lot of positions I apply for. But I can't put it on my resume becuase of the organization's name and ties to the LGBT community. And what

call me an idealist, but I don't think I could be a good, productive worker for a company that was openly adversarial to my activist past and political viewpoints. Sure, I've bypassed civil disobedience events that involve getting arrested in large part because I wonder how it would look to potential employers.

Bravo to that CEO.

A guy once told my friend who has a big butt that it was a shame that there was all that yard and no dog up in it. And then I think he may have barked.

I keep picturing this guy as Dwight Shrute

This isn't really weird but I thought that I'd share it because I finally had an experience that made me better understand what women have to deal with every day.

On a late summer/early fall evening, I was getting ready for bed in my dorm room in Australia, where I was studying abroad.