My mother is a survivor - she’s been in remission almost 20 years, if my math is correct. Back then, awareness campaigns were actually useful.

But now? Fuck, I can’t stand this shit. Pink handcuffs? NFL players in pink shoes? Pink donuts at the fucking 7-11? October is the WORST month.

Anecdata, but in my experience, a bad first kiss always indicates the rest of the relationship will be shitty too. I have tried to train some former partners but it never really worked.

Sometimes my boyfriend kisses me like that as a joke and it squicks me out every damn time.

I have friends (the kind of friends who aren’t allowed to see much of what I do on Facebook anymore) who are absolutely insistent on never giving their dogs any vaccines. I really sincerely hope they never raise human babies.

A friend of mine, who was a white transman, was murdered in June 2014. Police believe it was a home invasion gone wrong, although the case has not been solved and probably never will be. When I found out, my first thought was “Please let this just be a robbery.” There’s no evidence he was targeted for being trans, but…

Boyfriendo is a of U of R alum and is cringing hard right now, but also not all that surprised.

Richmond, but I’m down in HR often enough.

I live in Virginia and would very much like to know which restaurant chain to avoid, please and thank you.

A few years back I got mono really badly and was out of work for almost a month. In the few first horrible days of the fever I found a camel cricket in my shower. I was so weak from being sick that it took me three days to get it from the shower all of two feet to the toilet. But killing that stupid thing was my…

When I was 7 (early 1992), I fell off a seesaw at school and shattered three front teeth. I’m 31 and they’ve never really been the same. (Yes, lucky me, they were all permanent teeth that came in early.) I don’t recall the school doing anything other than helping me wash my mouth out in the water fountain. THANKS GUYS.

Respectfully disagree. Things I have seen IRL that could not possibly have been shopped have also freaked me the fuck out. And that was long before I was aware that other people would react similarly.

Me and the dude are committed to not getting married before 2017, which is great, because it gives me at least a year to figure out how to have a wedding with the least possible involvement of my middle sister (I’m the youngest of three). We’re leaning very strongly toward going with our closest friends to the nearest…

If you play “Complicated” backwards, you can clearly hear John Lennon saying “I buried Avril” over and over.

A few years ago someone who was either a dealer, a hooker, or both gave out my number as their own. Some dude texted me thinking I was Lola, and claimed Lola had given him my phone number on Facebook. Then, every day for a week, around the same time every day, I got a call that went like this:

“Hello?”
“Who’s this?”
“You…

To be fair, I had the same ass boil for several years in my 20s and once it gave me a fever so high I hallucinated. But I’m sure he had enough money to treat his ass boil before it became a life-threatening emergency.

Oh god I once had a huuuuge crush on a bartender at my first FOH job. One weekend night a couple of my friends came by and had a shift beer with me, and I made the mistake of telling them I wanted to bone the bartender. One of my friends got up and essentially asked him out for me. I was so mortified I paid my tab and…

Boyfriend read the last story while I was on the phone with my mom. He literally had to bite his shirt to stop from laughing loud enough to disrupt the call. Five internet points for everyone involved.

I have a family nickname that no one who isn’t a blood relative is allowed to use. Boyfriend knows not to call me that or even mention it to other people. I am VERY serious about it. That is a line no one crosses.

When I was in high school there were two Jennifer Nelsons in my class, and they both looked so much alike that we couldn’t even say “dark-haired Jennifer” or “tall Jennifer.” Poor girls.

Okay, so I’m not going to actually share my name, because I’m literally the only person with my full name in the world. I will say this. I live in the US and my parents are Israeli. My name is Hebrew and it’s not like, Rebecca/Rivka Hebrew. It’s uncommon even in Israel and 100% of people I meet outside of Jewish…