DOWN WITH PEAS

My parents were all about blaring YOU ARE NOT MY EQUAL any time my sister or I attempted to negotiate anything. We both grew up having issues with authority and confidence as a result, because our intelligence- while not fully developed at, say, eight years old- was not respected. I feel like if a kid can give a…

You don't get to judge whether she can make it through a trip on her own. The professionals who work with her and the dog have deemed its presence medically necessary. "Little PTSD dogs" go through the same extensive basic training as seeing eye dogs, and so will not jump on you. As a matter of fact, they are trained…

Thing is, I am not a dog person (as in am oftentimes legitimately terrified of them), but I have worked with service dogs. Service dogs are companions first and dogs as we think of them second. Aggressive behavior will have been completely trained out of them by the time they achieve certification (as this dog has).…

Oh, my god, you win, but I'm so sorry that you win.

My junior year, the room in the suite adjacent to mine seemed like it would be empty. I thanked the gods of student housing, but it was not to be. Enter: The Baller.

It's a rectangle-square situation. The Sesame Street characters count as Muppets (which is why Kermit shows up there), but not all Muppets are Sesame Street characters. Which is a shame, because think of the comedic potential of putting Bert in the same room as Gonzo.

RBG rocks that look.

Awww! That's really sweet.

Yeaahhh, Riverside! Having had to commute every day on the 91 to Orange County, look for a job in an extremely impacted job market, contend with wannabe rednecks and breathe that beautiful brown air, I will confirm its place on this list.

If I were the daughter, I'd be pretty upset that my mother doesn't trust me enough not to do the things she raised me not to just because I spent five minutes with a doctor. Doesn't mean she's not already doing them, but I really doubt that a single short conversation is going to undo seventeen years of (foolish)…

Solidarity. All my friends act like bras are Satan's own shackles, but I am super, super uncomfortable without one. Underthings foreverrrr.

I was gonna say- as far as "too short" skirts go, that's pretty long, and sending her home over a half an inch an hour before the day is over? That's some pretty impressive administrative douchery there.

This. I am a strangely proportioned tall girl, and where my fingertips hit is not where my friends' do, and while I wasn't really the type in high school to wear shorts or short skirts, the idea that I could be punished for looking like my skirts were too short because that's just how long the skirts came kept me from…

Even the girl troll still looks "pretty" next to the Orc dudes. Cause girl trolls would wear lipstick?

So...a book in which gross excess for the entertainment of an elite upper class is decried is going to be made into a place of gross excess for the entertainment of an elite upper class? Nothing wrong with that! Opening next year: Fearofheights 451, a rollercoaster which is really just simulated via a giant tv screen…

SET PHASERS TO LOVE ME

This this this this this. It's such a tenuous thing, because I do my best to remain sensitive to all victims, but my whole problem is being silenced. This trend is to combat that, not claim that women are the only possible victims. I'm tired of being derailed.

I KNOW. And I hate it, because ordinarily my IRL personal policy is to politely engage in conversation- try to break down some barriers, as it were. I'm just too damn mad.

I grew up with her words and I work with them now. She's always felt eternal.