I knew there was a reason I've adored him since Freaks and Geeks!

I'm tired of Kate Moss's nipples. There, I said it.

I'm such an instant gratification monster that I usually can't deal with the wait to order things online, and go to the store instead.

Something like that. A can of paint might be prettier, but not all paint is latex.

I dunno. I have a latex allergy, and I imagine that's pretty much the least sexy thing I could ever get tattooed on me.

Grout IS a funny word. And I'm going to continue thinking about that while I now go take a shower and try and tame my curly hair without the benefit of that awesome shampoo.

I don't know how I feel about the casting for August: Osage County. I don't think Meryl is old enough to play Virginia Weston, though I'm sure she'll do a splendid job. And I'm sorry, but Amy Morton owns the Barbara role for life. No one will ever measure up. I have a huge attachment to this play, because I knew…

At a Smashburger? Really?

On both the petition and the original article at Change.org, her last name is Albertson, not Anderson. #corrections

Oh, THAT'S where women get the purple dress/red hat combo from! The sentiments in the poem are dead on though.

I'm with the "Road Less Traveled" dude on his very last point, which is if you're noticing it, you're paying attention to the wrong things. It occurred to me while reading this that I've slept with the same guy 3 times in the past few weeks and I have yet to notice what he does with his personal grooming. I've been,…

Oh to be young and uninhibited without alcohol. I miss those days something terrible.

Yes, it's specifically for the lighting used to film in HD. Strange nonetheless.

I was spanked, and once I was older, slapped upside the head. Is it strange that the blows to the head were way more psychologically damaging?

I have the same problem with people sneaking up behind me, but it's less of a jumpy reaction and more just fear and anxiety. I was dating a really wonderful guy who thought it would be cute to sneak up behind me and swat my backside with his hat. I had a complete meltdown, in public no less. The relationship didn't…

Yes, among many, I'm finding!

Yes, and the other one suggested downthread. I guess Star Trek had a certain idea about women's hair.

It reminds me of something from Star Trek, but I can't quite put my finger on it. It's been bugging me for the past day and a half.

Jezzies -

I shudder while remembering a Jazz Age production of A Midsummer Night's Dream I stage managed at some point in high school. Ugh. The worst.