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Biologically, I'm coming down to the wire in terms of likelihood of a healthy pregnancy and not going into retirement with a kid in college (especially since I'm single and not interested in single motherhood). That doesn't bother me a lot, since I don't want kids, but it's a little unsettling to have the choice taken

I'm also 31 and just starting to settle and try to think long-term. I had a little episode when I turned 30 and realized my life wasn't as figured out as I thought it would be by the end of my 20s, but then I realized how much I had actually learned from all the flitting around and experimentation and failures (many

I have to believe that the conversation started out like this: "Hello, Swizz? It's Jay-Z" or I have nothing to live for.

I can't...I don't know how I never knew that. Or why I never questioned that his real last name could not reasonably be Cruise. Am I dreaming right now?

If an arm around the waist + dinner with a third guy = relationship, I've cheated on a lot more guys than I had any idea. This sets me back a little on my 12 steps in making reparations.

I agree with everyone who says that Mayer is just such a sleazeball who seems like he's making a desperate grab for publicity. Clooney tends to date one previously non-famous woman discreetly, for a fairly long time.

Bethenny is already a shriveled shrew? And now alone.

He wore more flattering lipstick, too.

She plays a weird robot person on Big Bang Theory, that's all I know of. I mainly hear her name now as a devotee of rather extreme attachment parenting.

It's hard to argue with Julianne Moore in Chanel, but the dress needs to be taken in a little at the ribcage. It looks like she has saggy boob (which, at her age and apparently braless, she most likely does, but let's pretend for the red carpet).

You might have a book there.

You are my favorite Dirt Bagger, and I mean that in the best way.

Ugh, speaking of arguments not being thought out. Aside from the fact that this is a ridiculous first-world problem, I am "prescriptive" about what people post on Facebook as far as I think that it should be guided by the same conventions of normal polite conversation (that you're incidentally broadcasting to dozens,