YES! I commented before I saw yours, but this is just so true. Any kind of tracking is impossible when you’re bleeding all the time, or it starts & stops at its own whim, or when penetration makes your cervix crumble up and bleed, etc. As a woman, I read this kind of information like I might read about a…

I’ve had completely irregular periods (variety: All Day, Every Day) since I was 11, and it blew my mind when I found out that some ladies can reliably track a period. (CerVix a lot is not just a dumb pun, fellow commenters!) When my sister (same bad periods) married a Catholic, they went the Rhythm/NFP method... Her…

The main character authors a novel and then has to defend it against these same charges. Because a woman writes it, and it features women’s perspectives, her book fights for respect and is routinely dismissed in the most patronizing of ways. Except in Ferrante’s telling, that author is naive about how her book is…

hmmm... Ansel Elgort? IDK

Nino, yes, him I want to punch in the balls. But these books are so good at allowing its people to be complex human beings. How will that translate to TV? SO MANY QUESTIONS!

Oh my God, am I going to have to clock out of work and log on to Kinja just to defend this series to all of you?? :) I’m almost done with book #3, and I’m peeved that these books are sold as JUST a story about friendship. It’s true, they are fabulous at depicting the ways relationships influence us...but these books…

These colleges (cough, cough, Wheaton) will fire you for getting a divorce. Should we expect them to see anyone at all as a person?

The tag line is “Who do you believe?” ...so you know, let’s not believe victims. Several victims.

See the other entries in Ross Cheit’s blog work on the Friedman case:

I’m sorry, but not Capturing the Friedmans. That movie is an incomplete, inaccurate misrepresentation of the case. If you think it’s important to listen to the victims, this one should upset you. I’d strongly recommend Ross Cheit’s book, The Witch-Hunt Narrative, to describe major details that were left out of that…

Now that I look back on my life, it’s a wonder I haven’t been.

TIL you’re supposed to affect a disinterested wave of your hand and say “m-oh-v.” It just calls into question everything I thought I knew of my native language!

WRONG, I guess. If you’re pronouncing it like it looks, you’re EVIDENTLY pronouncing it wrong. Who knew??

Everytime I see a Kay’s commercial, I harrumph that I hate it but at least it’s a good pun. I resent them for the position they put me in.

YES. I am proud that I figured that one out when I was in college. BUT... A few hours ago I realized I’d been mispronouncing “mauve” my whole life, so it’s not like I’m a smart person.

“Ted Cruz seems to think America is a Christian Bible Camp, and we are all Saved lanyard-wearing 13-year-olds” — No, that’s not who he thinks you are, he thinks it’s who you SHOULD be... and once he is elected, that’s who he will MAKE you. Theocracy will be fun, guys.

These are good, but I just read the scary story post. I really, really wanted a kick at the end of every story: “Every night, there is a pile of mashed potatoes on that table and the lingering smell of fart, BUT NO CUSTOMER.” I’m like, “OOOH the mashed potatoes are COLD!! There must be a ghost!”

Sorry, I’m not too cool to admit I love these stories. I remember “Look at me” from last year and I don’t even care, it’s so good/bad. I have been looking forward to this post all year, and I’m otherwise a pretty normal person. That last story oh man.

Thank you so much for telling this story. I was fired (okay: pushed really hard to leave or else I would get fired) from Wheaton College for getting a divorce, and so much of your story rings true to my experience. I’ve changed a LOT since all that went down, but I’m still shaking a little bit as I type this.

At my previous job, I was one of 4 women (aged 30-60) in our small office. We were kind of serious/jaded people, working in a depressing field, so — not romcom material. Our work had us pretty involved in the community, and we each had a self-declared & naturally-occurring “work crush.” Any time one of us would…