blackbirdpie
blackbirdpie
blackbirdpie

I'd try to do some way where the names were anonymous as well, and then I just write everyone a thank-you for their presence at the wedding. A wedding is just a party with people you care about in a big life moment. That's what should be important.

Smart!

Firstly: FUCK CASH BARS. The two non-negotiable expenses if/when I marry will be the dress and the open bar. (Wine and beer only. I know my friends too well.)

My plan (such as it is, we're not even engaged) is to have something along the lines of, "gifts aren't required, but if you'd LIKE to give, please chip in to a honeymoon fund!" and hopefully somehow have it set up that we can't see who gave— and then we just send thank you notes to everyone for their presence alone.

Yes! Thank you! I wasn't expecting so many replies in the first place, and I certainly wasn't expecting this much hate. :/ It's like no one has had the idea of a cheapie wedding in the backyard cross their minds. Someone up above flipped out at the idea of asking for contributions to honeymoon fund, saying to just not

Regarding asking for money instead of physical gifts for big life moments: I'm curious what the hivemind thinks about this.

I'm sorry, I got distracted by the fact that Bryan College's logo looks like a used tampon.

I'm in metro NYC and we had the same sorts of warnings— I'm just saying that conditions weren't so dangerous in most places. The real danger was the flooding that hit certain areas, not the actual storm itself. The flooding is what destroyed Staten Island and the Shore, and that neighborhood in Queens was decimated by

Where I am, the storm was just a thunderstorm. Like, the wind was a little intense, but it was just raining. My across the street neighbor kept going outside to smoke on the porch and point at the trees. I'd totally have let my dog out for a poo/taken them for a (very quick) walk. It's not like it was a hurricane.

You know, I can't get too mad at Diane Keaton about this. This is what friends are supposed to do— stand by you through thick and thin, and defend you against detractors. And of course, the other side of that is that you're supposed to be truthful with your friends.

Disney has a consistent theme of "be true to yourself." Society has, for most of history, required that homosexual people *not* be true to themselves, and instead conform to societal expectations— it's only just now starting to be accepted when a homosexual-identifying (not even getting into trans or queer,

My very— VERY— first serving job, which I sort of fibbed my way into at 19, after 6 months of hostessing— I dropped a $100 bottle of red wine in somebody's lap.

What the ever loving crap? This isn't a 'study'. This is a website for bisexual women polling their facebook friends and finding out how many of them were bisexual. It's like if I polled my facebook friends to ask how many people liked me and then used that to assert that my popularity rating is higher than Barack

A few years ago, during Passover, I had a girl order a bacon cheeseburger— with no bun. (And yes, it was for Passover, because I asked if it was a gluten intolerance and she told me.)

How prominent does the religion aspect need to be? Because, Miyazaki all the way! Demon boars and river gods and well written young female protagonists, oh my!

Well, I'm doing better. Now I (usually) wait until the end of the shift for shots, rather than starting midway through.

I think so. In my less generous (to my own kind) moments, I imagine it's because they're used to dining at an Applebee's in Bumblefuck, Nowhere, the kind that's staffed entirely by fifteen year olds, and don't understand that there's such a thing as "professional" service. In my less generous (to the customer)

Ah, the good ol' "Can I do (completely unreasonable and frankly impossible request)?"

This isn't so much a story as a constant occurrence: people who don't know what "ready" means. Inevitably, the dialogue goes something like this.