It worked for me and my husband too! I wrote him first on OKC. According to their algorithm, we were 97% compatible. He was abroad for work when I first wrote him so our first date wasn’t for another three months, which was May 2013. We’re celebrating our first wedding anniversary this weekend.

Not true, in my experience- I met my husband on OKC after writing him first, and I felt like most guys I wrote first wrote back . I was living in San Francisco then which has way more single guys than gals so that could be part of it.

Amazing!!!

When I was on OKC I tended to find an icebreaker from the person’s profile. With Mr. Frida, I wrote something about how anyone who lists When Harry Met Sally as one of his favorite movies must be a quality person or something along those lines. Now 3+ years later we’re about to celebrate our first wedding anniversary.…

I wrote Mr. Frida first on OKCupid. We're celebrating our first wedding anniversary on Monday. (Yes, we got married on Super Pi Day 3.14.15).

Thank you for explaining this to the masses.

My fanciest shoes are sensible black leather pumps from j.crew, but one of my best friends bought her first and only pair of Louboutin heels a couple years. She said they hurt her feet so badly she could only bear to wear them twice (and she is no stranger to mile-high heels). She ended up selling them on eBay for…

My hair is velvety smooth and shiny. To think all these years, I never traced it back to my cat-food-eating origins!

That was one of my questions! Also, what does she eat? She already admitted that she has yet to catch a mouse, so presumably her diet does not consist or her own prey. Does she prefer the canned wet food or dry kibble?

Seriously! Where’s the footage of her subsisting only on Meow Mix and Fancy Feast? Where’s her litterbox? Her grooming is weak - real cats lick their bumholes!

Does she even eat cat food? Because I sure did as a small child. I’d follow my cat around the house, pretending I was a cat too, and did whatever he did. If Fuzzy ate kibble, I ate kibble. I was method when it came to playing cat.

Dear Bobby, I love you and hate you for introducing me to this delightfully addictive game. Mr. Frida (who also LOVES cats) and I both downloaded it last night. We’ve been texting all morning about the new cats that have come to visit while we’ve been at work, and I legitimately cannot wait to compare Catbooks with…

How have I not dressed my cat up as a Cleo-CAT-tra before? This is even better than his CAT-erpillar costume.

What about when Samantha is fucking a hot firefighter and gets caught naked in the firehouse when the alarm sounds?

And, someone who wanted to be peed on by his partner...

I do general civil litigation, primarily business disputes but some products liability and employment work. Part really just wants to have some time off though.

What a charmingly quirky story. Perfect for Friday lunch hour reading.

I appreciate the advice! I think as far as options for my husband’s job, he’d have to work out of his company’s Perth office. He has already spent an extensive amount of time traveling all over Australia. As I said, I’ve never been but would not be working (I’m an attorney in the U.S.A. and wouldn’t be able to…

This cuddly little fluffy, mouse-kangaroo cannot be deadly.

Oh man, Mr. Frida and I have been thinking about doing a one-year stint in Perth, Australia (his company allows for short-term assignments at different offices they have around the world, and I would love a year sabbatical). I’ve never been, but he loves it, though apparently has not fully-disclosed the dangers to his…