I'm in Toronto. Today's temps required me to don knee-high boots over jeans over leggings over thigh-high soccer socks to waddle to the corner store. I looked like an overgrown Ralphie from A Christmas Story and it was such a perilous expedition that I wished I could plant a flag into the moonlike sidewalk to show the…

How telling is this?? Wow. Just wow.

I know this man looks like a parrot with gout, but I would hit it all night.

Dignity and sex. And bronzer. Lots of bronzer.

I take medications that render hormonal BC useless - except for Plan B. I buy it in bulk for weekends with my partner, and I have never once gotten attitude from a pharmacist for walking up and asking for two boxes of Plan B, regardless of the pharmacy.
…so I've been super lucky with my pharmacists. They're not all bad!

I do think fatphobic jerks will be less fatphobic the more they're reminded that fat people are people with feelings, yes. And I cordially disagree that it's not our responsibility, fat or no, to try and ease fatphobia every chance we can - particularly in a piece that, you'd think, is intended to do just that.

Lindy, these clarifications are super important (can you put them in the article? Please please please?). Without them, you end up seeming passive aggressive and confrontational. As a person who loves several fat people who are routinely shamed for having the gall to exist in public spaces, and as a human being who…

Co-ed gym classes were the setting for my very first conversations about gender inequality because the gym teacher devoted all his attention to the boys and just about ignored the girls. We might've been only 8, but we noticed, and knew it was unfair, and said so.

EUGGH. If Teenage Me went up to my Dad with this ring/idea, he'd have been all...

Nicolas Cage pillow cases.

As a cancer patient: I fucking hate when non-patients use cancer and chemotherapy as their benchmark example of survivorship.
Not only does my cancer fail to make someone else's stubbed toe hurt any less, but maybe I don't embrace the term survivor; don't designate me as one.
I mean, really. How dare any of us dictate…

Welcome! Mine's just a play on my real name, so it's easy to remember. You know that guy in Memento who can't form new memories? I think I've got his condition, so I couldn't get too creative. In fact, I'm confused about what makes it magnificent, but I'll take it. *Nods sagely*

Your username never fails to make me giggle.

What does it say about my perception of German porn that I misread the headline as "German Porn Viewers Outed Because Judges Don't Understand Screaming"?

Just looking at that mob of red suits makes me feel Claustrophobic.

Gah dammit. Can't tell if you're trolling or if you just totally missed the point.

Accolades. You get all of them.

Yep. Go back to our home on Whore Island.

I like when Cagey is feeling ragey.
Nic Cage Losing His Shit