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I thought David Sedaris’ brother referred to himself as the Rooster.

I think David Sedaris has a brother named Rooster.

New Presidential Library concept: former presidents should have to adopt an existing public library, and fund it from their own checking accounts. And keep it swept/vacuumed, daily, like adopting a swath of freeway.

She’s lovely, but this look is unfortunate.

He’s 46 (my age), so I’m sure recuperation breaks are built into the proceedings. In fact, that could be why it’s so long: It’s not one 72-hour party as much as it is a bunch of three-hour parties interspersed with snack and nap breaks, although by “nap,” I actually mean “leave me the fuck alone in silence in a dark

Ricky’s, hands down. Less protocol & weird hats, more Puerto Rican food (likely) and music.

I’d buy that calendar.

“As god as my witness, I’ll never be sleepy again!”

I need a photo of with Vivien Leigh snuggling on Fiona the hippo’s back

Also, if flirting ends *at work* that is not a bad thing. Cause you are there to work. Flirt away at bars, parties, and other non-work environments. Why is that so hard to understand?

The French, man. The fucking French.

I don’t know about social class, but I do think a lot of women over a certain age are having a problem simply because in their generation, it was just how it was. And if something happened, they didn’t and wouldn’t have even thought about saying anything, because society wouldn’t have cared if it did. Or blamed them.

The French in general seem to have a shitty attitude towards sexual harassment and abuse just in general.

Many of them are also notable assholes to begin with, which, from what I hear, includes Deneuve.

Anyone else noticing the trend that the women who are coming out to cry about how wrong #MeToo and other campaigns are all tend to be of a certain older age and higher social class?

The only decent ending is the one where it doesn’t, ever.

Quick, maybe there’s one in Infinite that makes it have a decent ending!

ugh. I’m both happy you had that, and sad you ever knew what it felt like. :( It took me a while to work out wtf had even happened, I was so deep in it when we broke up. I’ve stayed scared of nothing concrete for quite a while, and I’m still not sure I’m back to trusting myself (because if I’ll let myself get into

Uh, that’s not passive aggressive. That’s AGGRESSIVE aggressive.

This gave me actual shivers. Jesus. So disgusting and exactly right. I both hate myself for having lived like this and *hate* that I hate myself for it, because I know I shouldn’t. But god, the person I was all the time... ugh. You’re so, so right about not even having time to think of it as abuse, because that’s