I had one once. I got off because I’m a do it yourself gal when the situation is found to be lacking—and it really was meh. It didn’t help that the couple revealed themselves to be kind of creeps. Rich republicans who liked to play with pretty liberal hippie girls. Ugh.

Not a fan of the fur puff shoes-nor the price, but yes I agree. They could have approached and commissioned the same artist for a more affordable line. I’m sure the $715 markup could be adjusted and keep the “ethical” label. A company could be PR heroes if they made a point to use their online fashion research of…

These kind of people can’t see the difference because their heads are too far up their anuses, and too fascinated to leave.

Put out a wordpress blog post now and then, just for the record. It’s charmingly old school enough.

I think it isn’t anymore, but others have yet to catch on about it. A guy from an online date mentioned something about an actual television set, and from whatever exchange we had (don’t remember specifically) I said in passing I didn’t have one. Wasn’t some superior self congratulatory statement, I just meant I don’t…

I also love in the epilogue that the now the finally independent Republic of Texas is a hippie intellectual liberal capital of the world.

Your comments tell me I need to pick up that book again and refresh my memory. One thing great about Atwood is the experience reading her at one stage of your life, then re reading it at another with a new perspective.

That was my first though....she’s a bit young and still soft around the edges for that role. Maybe in twenty years but not ripe for that quite yet.

I get really pissed when I see shitty film versions of excellent stories, and with Atwood being one of my favorite authors...you know what? Didn’t have a problem with that film. I know others do, and maybe there’s notes that hit their ears in a way that I can’t pick up. I felt the movie was pretty faithful to the…

I think of makeup as a fancy dress for the face. Not necessary and strictly ornamental, if you’re into that sort of thing...and if you aren’t— that’s cool too. I’ll do the whole thing once in a while but most days it’s sunscreen, a hat, and I’m good to go. If my bare face bothers someone or is seen as inappropriate to…

She staged quite a think piece , and should be lauded for such a groundbreaking, vital piece of interactive performance art. She opened my eyes to a new possibilities in my own work. Why waste any more time painting? Off to the Saturday night movies, where I’ll yell FIRE, or perhaps HE’S GOT A GUN while throwing a…

Make sure to get it on video.

I love Dr. Bronners peppermint on my junk-seriously! I’ve said it before here: it’s a breath mint for my hoo-ha. I guess everyone’s junk is a little more or less sensitive, might be worth a test with some diluted and build up if there’s no problems.

She’s the epitome of my reproductive system and sexual pleasure center? Nooooo. I don’t like calling people cunts or dicks (though I admit I’ve strayed to a regressive mindset at times and used them grasping for..something). Let’s brainstorm in a calm moment here: how about pilonidal abscess ?

I thought he was recently engaged, I guess that’s off. Besides the $$$$, he sounds like a real catch:http://www.marieclaire.com/sex-love/advic…

I use henna on my hair for coloring, and read that it combined with oil (I use coconut), combined with the other combing steps makes for a good lice treatment. I watch a little kid now so I’m waiting for that to start, just a matter of time.

They are the greatest of parties. They’ve always been the greatest of parties. I should know sir. I’ve always been there.

I like the idea of the story as presented in the movie, as it looks like it may be both smart and visually spellbinding, but now that I’ve been made aware of its existence—I’m very curious to read the short story in its original and intimate form.

oh that poor dog (Bieber’s). I hope when he flakes out on caring for it there’s a caring responsible person around who will adopt it.

Damn it why did you say don’t look? (I looked.)