I know a few people who are utterly incapable of being alone while they're awake, like even for ninety seconds. I feel tremendously sorry for them. (And they scare the crap out of me).

I'll do anything alone, including walking into a nice restaurant on a Saturday night and asking for a table for one. And not taking out a book or my phone. I recently went away to a resort for a week and ate every meal alone (in full few of honeymooning couples and families) and in the evenings would sit at the bar by…

True story. I went on a blind date with this dude. (He lived in another city and "just happened to be visiting" when he called, but I learned later that he'd decided based on a google search that I was The One and he came here specifically to go out with me. Not creepy at all). Anyway, not knowing any of that, I…

Here are the two things that bug me most about the whole "crazy" thing. First, that if a guy calls a woman ten times (without getting a call back), that's totally normal, but if the woman calls him twice, she's crazy. I've had dozens upon dozens of men behave in a manner that's so agressive and needy and...well,…

That's an awesome name!

What the heck is wrong with people?! I just don't understand!!

You know what? I'm training for a fucking fitness competition and I think Vodianova is being a clueless asshole. I know it's easy to just stick your fingers in your ears and call everyone who disagrees with you a fat lazy cupcake eating machine who's going to get heart disease. But some of us actually have a shred of…

Not only that, but it furthers the whole There are good women and bad women nonsense. We're all just people. Most of us are more complicated than simple Betty good and Veronica bad type caricatures.

I think the whole lot of them are insufferable assholes. But I guess if I had to spend a week with one of them, I'd pick Aniston. Even if that meant Chelsea coming too. I don't think Jolie is evil or that Aniston is so nice, and I don't believe in some code of sisterhood law, and I don't think there's anything wrong…

Childless friends who you don't know to be having trouble conceiving, was what I said. Awkward wording, certainly. But what I meant was that if you have friends who are coupled up and committed and childless, do you ask them when they're having kids? Do you pry into why they haven't yet and when they might? Because…

Yeah, I agree that VS models look pretty healthy. This seems to be the look that most women aspire to.

You're right, I can't possibly understand. It sounds heartbreaking.

I haven't actually kept track. But when you have years-long dry spells and have never had sex with one person more than maybe five times, yes, this is how it adds up.

People know that there are real, live children out there who desperately need loving parents. Particularly parents who've had trouble conceiving. Do you actually know anything about adoption or are you just thinking about Angelina Jolie here? Because it takes years and years and years to adopt. (And no, I'm not…

I'm sorry about your experience. That's very sad.

Aw, Mazel, guys!

Shut up, Natalia Vodianova.

Okay, I'm responding to this because I want to talk Mad Men, but I'm a week behind since I don't get AMC. I just finished watching last week's episode, which was AWESOME. I'm going to try not to read the other responses to you because I don't want to get spoiled.

Meh. I'm not a huge fan of the movie, but being forced to marry some dickhead you don't really love because your family is broke and needs to keep up appearances and he's rich and comes from the right family and you can't make your own life and work and figure it out because you're a woman and women don't do such…

Oh yeah, I'm sure no man would bang Salma Hayek in her Desperado days. /sarcasm.