I’m utterly convinced the author of the article set out to make people like us feel really old.

Somehow I don’t need the map. Nilfgaard is “the south”, the rest are “the north” and Cintra is the border. As for Kaer Morhen, it’s a secret base, somewhere. That’s all the orientation I need and the dialogue provides it.

She’s not naïve. She’s rich. She did what any rich person would have done in that situation. It’s cold as fuck, I’m going to Cancun to the Ritz for some spa time. Notice who came back. NOT HER. Fuck you, Ted, you’re the one that wants to run for president, you go there. I’m staying here with my rich ass.

If i wasn’t aware that people get pissed off at group chats, does that mean I’m the one they’re talking about in the Other group chat?

This is bad, y’all. I have gotten the impression that she’s been hiding how ill she is for a while now. I certainly don’t remember hearing about a biliary stent last fall. There’s only one reason to place a stent in a patient with a history of pancreatic cancer, and that’s an enlarging tumor that blocks drainage from…

For some of us the ‘90s feel like yesterday, but in fact it’s roughly 30 years ago, and some rules were different. Homosexuals were becoming accepted by many as deserving of basic civil rights, but legally recognized marriages were wishful thinking. AIDS was a fatal disease. Date rape was a thing, but “drunk people…

Fine to disagree with her, but to call someone who wrote seven volumes of books on how to combat authoritarianism, a single working mother who became a billionaire and then used her money to tackle homelessness, promote education and family health to the tune of hundreds of millions of dollars (closing in on half a…

My worst breakup was with a boy who didn’t exist. In middle school, the last thing I wanted was to date but my mom was frequently accusing me of having a secret boyfriend. She’d barge into my room and wake me up at 3 AM just to question me/check if I was hiding a boy in my room. Finally, I got fed up with it all and…

My wife and I rescued a cat off the street about 18 months ago and named him Cat Harvey (Harvey for short) after now-former NY Mets pitcher Matt Harvey. Within 6 months of doing so, the Weinstein scandal broke and Hurricane hit, and it was quite clear we picked the worst cat name of 2017. But alas, that’s his name…

This whole comment thread is a ridiculous generalization. I wonder if they even realize how fucking stupid they sound trying to one-up each other to see who can be the most hyperbolic and full of shit about a country most have probably never even visited?

But will I finally be free of hearing people trying to convince me that E.L. James is more than just a somehow successful fanfic author.

This commercial for Sandals is awfully dramatic.

Fuck this woman. Fuck fuck fuck this woman.

“You can’t deprive somebody of their constitutional rights based on, ‘I think so, probably.’””

I sent this article to my cousin, who is an OB. She says the doctor did the right thing (though maybe needs to work on bedside manner). According to her, any signs of fetal distress is enough to move for that emergency c section- apparent tanking heart rate is one of the last things that show- the damage may be…

I’m going to defer to Calvin Trillin here.

Actually, it IS recognizing making choices. Someone’s making a choice to work an extra shift and have money to pay their rent instead of exercise. Someone’s making a choice to feed their kid something cheaper (though less healthy) because they don’t want to hear them cry about how hungry they are. Someone choosing to…

Oh, I don’t have trouble explaining why they’re popular. I mean, when I was a young teen, I fucking loved (and everyone I knew fucking loved) Linkin Park. They just hit that mopey, self-fixated, cool-outsider button that most teens have.

Bustle is for and by women who are moving forward as fast as you are.