Read my reply down thread to GrandmaBetty. The guys outside that subway station dont even look my way anymore... :puts on shades: Though, it shouldnt have had to come to that.
Read my reply down thread to GrandmaBetty. The guys outside that subway station dont even look my way anymore... :puts on shades: Though, it shouldnt have had to come to that.
Catcalling is definitely a type of assault, and the more frequently it is done the more emboldened the guy becomes (at least in my experience).
What is it about lounge wear that gets them going?
"Karoshi (Japanese): Death from being overworked"
My current perfume is Burberry Brit. It's a soft fragrance, which is important because my mirgraines amplify everything. It smells just right with my body chemistry. I can't wear anything that is too sweet or sharp. I'd be laid out for days.
Acqua di Gio! That shit is the DEVIL. They should rename it "Instant Panty Remover"
This reminds me of a church (I think it identified as Pentecostal, but fuck all it’s a cult!) that had opened up in my old neighborhood. The preacher said that the requirements for becoming a member of the congregation were that you be attractive, fit, and loved God. Yes in that order. The preacher did not want an…
I made a ceramic turtle in art class.
I saw she was wielding Dragonwrath and felt like I should immediately genuflect. Dragonwrath is every caster’s dream. Kudos to her.
A ghost? Well, I’ll give him points for originality. *eye roll*
I'm a total sleeper, but then so is the BF, so it works. Sometimes, I find that the smell of our sweat actually helps me sleep. Naps are vital when sex is all we have planned for the day.
It's so fluffy, I think I'm gonna die!
I think Dr. Tyson's video will do well in this thread:
Holy crap! That's her?
I read the title completely wrong and was totally looking forward to seeing a bunch of septuagenarians covering Adele.
The first thing I said when I saw this was "OMG Is Sharon wearing a bustle?! Yaaaay! Victorian realness!"
I sneezed when I finished reading this article. Really.
Yep. Migraines and all, from my cold, dead hands...
I remember going to a screening of TPM. I was *SO* looking forward to that. I begged my older sister to take me (I knew mom wasn’t having any more of my sci-fi crap). My sister appreciated the original trilogy, so she agreed. I used my allowance money and bought all of our tickets (she brought her boyfriend along). I…
I was walking through the mall in KoP with my boyfriend (he lives in a Philly suburb and I live in NYC) we had passed by one of those hair straighter kiosks and the guy says to me, "Hey there! You’re so pretty! It’s a shame you have that awful curly hair. Why don’t you try this and see if your guy here likes it."