Literally the only decent thing that man has done was die. And he took his dear, sweet time on that.
Literally the only decent thing that man has done was die. And he took his dear, sweet time on that.
She could at least not say anything.
The Sure, s/he’s a horrific person, but they’re so nice to me! is a social psychological phenomenon I’ve had to fight against before. I wonder if there’s a (non-German) name and clinical understanding of it.
Ooh, that girl is a FIGHTER! In my completely professional (totally not a professional, but still) opinion, she’s there to kick ass and chew gum... and she doesn’t have the teeth yet for gum so she’s going to settle for kicking ass!
it’s such a shit ass cowardly DC thing.
Me and my dad and my brother quote this all the time now.
Last time it’s on that cameras, and it’s a big sad, m’kay?
Hap. :(
Nooooo! She was one of my favorites. Her best was probably Dawn Lazarus:
Yeah, as a parent of young children about the same age as Kate’s, that is the shortest hemline I’ll wear if I’m going to be around them, because it allows me to bend down to deal with them without flashing everybody. So that part of it makes sense to me.
I don’t know when your birthday is but ...
All you have to do is look at Rian Johnson to see the disparity. He directs/writes a tiny breakout film that makes almost no money (Brick), then a total flop (Brothers Bloom), then a film that is a total mess but makes some decent returns in the international market (LooperI) and BOOM he is the director/writer of…
Seriously, they better ask the right questions and not fuck this up >:(
Should have burned that cookie fortune that said “May you live in interesting times.”
I call it life-shock. You are set in your ways, have things you do inside and outside of the house, expectations, etc. Then you have kids, and that old life is dead. I struggle with it. I want to go out and play and do things I used to that made me happy, but I can’t. I have to find happiness elsewhere. I love my kids…
If the anxiety or depression is triggered by the onset of a new baby, regardless of whether you delivered that baby, that’s what it is.
“callingit postpartum does a real disservice to women who actually have postpartum.”
I’ve been friends with this guy for about 2 years (it was one of those“our wives are friends so we are friends” type deals) and he asked me about my recent weight loss. I started to give him bullshit but then I just blurted out that I was on Zoloft for depression and anxiety and it killed my appetite. We ended up…
Yeah, this is bog standard anxiety, and calling it postpartum does a real disservice to women who actually have postpartum.