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I’m surrounded by women at work who bitch and bitch and bitch about how helpless Their Men are and then top it all off with, “that’s just how they are.” And it’s all I can do not to scream WELL YES, BECAUSE YOU KEEP LETTING THEM OFF THE HOOK WITH THAT SHIT.

As a friend he is not without merit but as a long term or romantic partner? Super hard pass with a grunt, a groan and a big ol’ fuck no.

“Men to blame for low marriage rate for being unwilling to accept realistic sexual practices in potential female partners”

Ugh this is my very annoying and super frustrating friend. He is renting a ROOM in a condo, living with a married couple (younger than he is) and their 2 very small children and 2 very small but doubly annoying yapper dogs. He hops from job to job because he is never happier than when he is miserable, never seems to

I’m endlessly amazed at the particular type of man who seems to simultaneously gloat about how men can get sex at any time these days while lamenting the declining marriage rate (and blaming it on women usually).

So you like being able to sleep around but are dismayed women don’t want to marry you? What kind of life

This ALL the fucking way. Women didn’t have the same independence and we’re finally up to at least 70% of men’s pay. We don’t need them. The Equal Credit Opportunity Act just happened in 1974. That’s really not that long ago. Now we stay with men if we want to, not because we have to. I feel like so many men are

These child abusers see themselves as romantic heroes. It’s got nothing to do with your heart and everything to do with your penis.

I suspect it’s also declining because so many men don’t have the job/car/home/grown-up life that women expect they should have. I think about my two closest friends, who are both now married to men who were living with their mothers at the time they met. More power to them, but these guys were each a goddamn project.

“It’s not my life expectancy that goes up once I get married.”

Yea, not to brag, but I provide a pretty good life for myself as a single gal. I bring in a decent income, have a vehicle I like, I can rent a nice apartment, I have my own Netflix account, I can buy myself stacks and stacks of books to read in peace and quiet, and I never have to clean up after someone who isn’t me

Right like why would I choose to compromise on things I don’t have to compromise when I’m single? All of my needs can now be met either by myself (through working - food, housing, car, clothes), my various booty calls (sex), and my friends (companionship). I can do whatever the hell I want, I never have to go to

Yes we are no longer culturally and legally kneecapped into a forced dependence on men. This is indeed the end of traditional marriage.

Maybe, just MAYBE, if men referred to us outside of a tool to get a result (sex), a Rubics cube to decipher (emotions and motive), or livestock to be purchased and used (labor) then women would be more open to relationships.

Marriage is declining because women don’t NEED men anymore. We don’t have to put up with the average/bad ones who treat everyone like shit (and vice-versa with men no longer needing women). We only need to get married when we find one we WANT who also WANTS us. And in my opinion, unless you’re rocking my world in bed,

So, since a lot of people seem to have forgotten, Mark Regnerus is a Catholic fundamentalist asshole who published a “study” that purported to prove definitively that gay people were not good parents. It was a trash study, and did a lot of damage because at the time it gave anti-gay-marriage advocates an excuse to

While I’m still fully in Halloween anticipation mode, I do plan to start the Christmas decorating on Nov 1st because the twinkling lights and smell of pine never fails to make me at least a 10% better, kinder human. I also plan to leave the lights up all year like my house is one big freshman dorm. Whatever it takes,

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I’m not religious but I do love the Christmas holiday so thank you for giving us permission to celebrate early, Kelly!

But at least you got some cocaine or heroin with your $ sometimes. Would the random bottle of elixir either kill you or have no effect? Who could tell, but it made it exciting.

The poor woman doesn’t even need self-care. Remember when Gwyneth said her life was much harder than that of a working mom who was like a secretary or something?

In old timey days the had another phrase for “wellness.” It was “snake oil” and resulted in the same phenomenon as Gwynnie’s “wellness”: money disappearing from your wallet for useless and sometimes dangerous crap. Although snake oil usually had alcohol in it so that was better.