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ElizaKThornberry
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Good Lord, thank you. This infuriates me more than almost ANYTHING. In my effort to get back on the healthy-eating bandwagon, I decided not to order Chinese with my (mostly male) coworkers last week, and I got allllll kinds of shit for it. "Are you on a diet?! But you don't need to lose weight!" Umm, no, Dude From The

I'm from Madison, too! Born, bred, and never left :)

Allison Williams always make me think of a really neurotic classroom mom/PTA president type — one of those women who brings baked goods to every single event, and then spends the entire time making sure everyone knows she's the one who brought them. Her kids would have names ending in -ayden, and she'd spend far too

I'm 21, engaged, and fucking sick to death of seemingly everyone I encounter telling me how young I am to be getting married! My high school/college friends are constantly making smug remarks about how they "can't imagine" wanting to give up their freedom/career/what have you (um, I'm not). Even complete and utter

I have no idea why Katy Perry was even there, but I would wear the hell out of that dress.

I'm 21. I'm engaged. And I'm SOOO SICK of everyone and their mother telling me how young I am to be getting married!! Everyone from my smug high-school friends, who "can't imagine" wanting to give up their freedom/career/what have you (p.s. I am doing none of these things) to complete strangers who take one look at my

I'm currently engaged (have lived together for a year)...I can't wait to call my fiance my husband, because referring to him as my boyfriend simply didn't express what he meant to me. Boyfriend feels too fleeting, and can imply that we've only known each other for 2 weeks or something. I obviously know that's not

Same here. I got sick of having my name butchered my entire life, so I jumped at the chance to have a common, nondescript, totally boring name. Everyone can say my name now, and nobody ever asks me to spell it, and it is glorious. That's about as deep as it goes for me.

In middle school, gym class was the absolute bane of my existence, but when I got to high school, my school district received a grant for a "lifetime wellness" program. They bought bikes, cross-country skis, roller blades, and installed a full-service fitness center with cardio and weight equipment. We were always