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Ugh, I can relate to this. I’m 41 and my husband is almost five years younger. My window is pretty much closing and he could dump me tomorrow or 15 years from now and still have children. He says he doesn’t want them and won’t in the future but I worry all the time that he’ll change his mind. Remaining childless was a

A 41-year-old friend of mine died in his sleep last year. I found out through FB posts, which was such a shock as I’d chatted with him on there a couple of days prior. He was around and then he just wasn’t. I never asked his family what happened, but we all assumed it was an aneurysm. He’d been complaining of a

Same! After surgery, the morphine made me vomit so violently that it was counterproductive, since every time it happened my leg (with 60 staples and so much swelling) would move and signal my brain that something was very wrong. Is it allergies that makes one vomit? I thought opiates did that to just about everyone

I was studying abroad in Italy about two decades ago and suffered a terribly painful knee injury in a dance class (my knee dislocated with force and would not relocate). It was almost certainly the most painful thing I’ve experienced other than recovering from the surgery to fix it. In Italy, they gave me aspirin

You’re right. Many of our jobs have vanished, the pay is low for all but the elite (if we’re getting paid at all, because we’re always being asked to work for free or exposure), and people like you are constantly telling us to be grateful for scraping by in careers that require talent and experience just like any

I’ve heard this about FB from a handful of employees/contractors, usually accompanied by a slightly strained smile: “Looks great on my resume” and “The pay was really good.”

I just bingewatched every episode of this show after seeing the main actor on Bill Maher recently. It’s amazing how even the super over-the-top plotlines are firmly based in reality.

Only cut from the indiest of glossy hipster magazines, natch.

My friend styles Sophia’s hair quite frequently and says she’s a total sweetheart.

When I was a kid my dad always ordered our sodas with “light ice” so we’d get more bang for our buck. That seems easier than a lawsuit.

Uh, an emphasis on a “higher power” feels pretty frickin religious to me. And many meetings end with the Lord’s Prayer. If I were ever required by law to go through treatment I would refuse to participate in anything like AA on religious grounds (in that I’m an atheist and would NOT be comfortable with that kind of

Right? Religion probably drove me to drink in the first place. All those little cups of wine and so much shaming.

Magnuson.

The original pic I posted was mine; found this one on the interwebs. Eagles are massive compared to crows.

I saw a pair of eagles at a Seattle dog park recently and wondered if they were on the prowl for small puppies. Now I know.

I’d probably be mortified if I were able to add up all the time I spent at the mall as a teen. I miss you Orange Julius.

I don’t know, that lathering is lathering me up.

Not even Southern and never say y’all but want to make a bumper sticker anyway.

What kind of legal options does this woman have? Can she sue for sexual harassment? This is nuts.

AMERICA: Kowtowing to the WASPy 1% at all times. It’s what we do!