Agreed. If there's anything good that comes out of this story, it's that at least I learned that a brave and great and wonderful girl, Jada, exists in this godforsaken cesspool called earth.

You know, I'm just tired of this. I'm tired of being told I can't protect myself from an unwanted pregnancy. I'm tired of being told I can't have sex that doesn't result in a baby. I'm tired of being told that when I'm pregnant I'm a liability. I'm tired of being told that when I'm having a baby, I won't necessarily…

I feel like Hollywood has finally produced a couple whose sex tape I would go through legitimate channels to see. Well done, everyone.

Wishing the edit window was longer, so I could have included this with the OP. I eventually gave two of those six to two different friends, because as happy as they were, it seemed clear that they'd be even happier as only cats (and six was a bit much). But the Core Four were absolutely inseparable.

I once stopped my car in the middle of the street because I was so sure that a hedgehog was crossing in front of me. I waited for a solid 5 minutes (it was 3am, no traffic in a residential area) until I realized a)that's fucking stupid there are no wild hedgehogs in this area and b)it was actually a pinecone.

Corny ass romance time! I was in a weird place. I got married at 20 to a 19 year old when I was in the army and she split after 5 months. I couldn't afford a divorce (those things are expense, you know) so we were technically still married 2 years later when I met my wife. I had left the army and was on vacation from…

Thirty years ago, I spied my husband in a class called "Literature of the Absurd." He was tall and had brown eyes. He looked smart. I was ready to move.

What a great story! And the little tiny bit that really got me was the last two lines about telling a customer service rep. I can only imagine the very deserved personal pride she must feel for having worked so hard! If I had her life story, I would be telling everyone: cab drivers, the mailman, telemarketers, lost…

We have been Columbused once a-gain.

Alright Black People basic bitch is officially dead. Meet me over at #blacktwitter in 2o min to discuss new alternatives, b/c thot is also on it's way out.

Nailed DC. So much Ann Taylor. So many cardigans. Though nonprofit employees live-tweeting events using the common hashtag from their personal accounts makes me look good at the social media part of my nonprofit job, so keep up that irritating habit, please!

I'm betting Disney will be super-okay with this.

That'd be me in the back with the Bugles. Actually, I think this photo is pretty different than the others... there's a whole damn narrative to it!

Maybe people could take a joke if they weren't, you know, crushed by education debt.

SNIPERS on his front lawn? For (what turned out to be false) alleged robbery? Jesus Christ.

Yeah, like I get what that doctor is saying. I don't think he meant to "second guess" her; I think he meant to emphasize to other people in similar situations that they need to call 911 first because you could seriously DIE from something like that.

...so bascially this is someone going

"Could you please turn your music down?

I like it. It's insane. Fantasy novel princess shit.

Full disclosure: I don't actually wear overalls but I am not ashamed to admit that I regularly wear old, worn in flight suits that I have collected from pilots who are bigger/taller than me. They're so soft, like snuggies but with a hundred zippered pockets for your every need. Plus, they're FREE! And if someone…