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Yeah… that's what I'm worried about. He was between jobs a few years ago and got a little depressed. But he seems optimistic that he can either get a teaching job in the fall, or pick up another waiting job if it comes to that… so we'll see...

Thanks, it's good to hear from someone in service. He had a lot of good reasons to quit this serving job… it's in a demanding restaurant where they have high service expectations and the owner has a bad temper. We didn't have a lot of time together because he always worked weekends and nights (I work a normal 8-5) and

Yeah… I know he has been thinking about quitting for awhile so I don't know if it was too spontaneous. But mostly what bothered me was that he didn't tell me until after he did it. I think because he knew I'd disapprove, he was afraid to tell me before hand. And I don't think its the best idea, but I understand why

So my boyfriend quit his job. He's going back to school to be a teacher and is nearly finished. He currently works as a fine dining waiter — good money, but he hates it. He had asked me what I thought about him quitting his restaurant job a few weeks ago, and I discouraged him from doing so. I was worried about him

He's my hero too. Taught me that you're never too old for a little juvenile fun.

When I was in high school, I had the misery of living across the street from a vacation home that was known as THE PARTY HOUSE to every person in my high school. My parents, who were cool but not that cool, kept a wary eye on the house on weekends while I spent my time inside miserably knowing that everyone in my

Oh man, I used to work at a newspaper in a section with a man with a VERY high voice. It didn't help that he also had a gender-neutral name. I spent many an awkward conversation trying to convince people that I was transferring them to the right person and they had, in fact, spoken to a MAN named Shane. To his credit,

These are Marceline (Captain Floofypants), Cookie the friendly outside cat, and Meachie a.k.a. Robert Meachie the girl cat (adopted shortly after the 2009 Saints Super Bowl season).

My phone is full of cat pictures and IDGF!!!

I pick too. It sucks. I'm 30 right now and have been doing it since I was a kid. I've been trying to stop for years but I do it unconsciously when I'm stressed out so it's hard to notice I'm doing it until it's too late. I'll tell you one thing that really helped me for awhile… my doc put me on a low dose xanax for

Yes… I know that feeling very well. I also need a pair of tweezers in my desk.

I have two weird coarse black hairs on my face that are always growing back, one on my cheek and one on my chin. I am obsessed with spotting them and plucking them out as soon as they sprout. The days when they show back up but are two short to pluck make me completely insane.

A handful of years ago, I was in my last semester of college and was undergoing a painful transition to adulthood. I was on the verge of gaining a terrible, useless liberal arts degree and was about to graduate on the cusp of the recession, so I was drinking a lot. I was working at the college newspaper and one night

I talk to my parents about once a week. I call home on their landline and they each pick up an extension and we have a little catch up session. My mom sometimes calls me more often because she has the curse of being an extroverted person in a family of introverts and is ALWAYS down to chat. Recently my sister taught

I understand. My fridge is disgusting. I should clean it but… there are other things in my house that disgust me more and every time I look at my sad fridge I feel overwhelmed at the prospect of cleaning it. The only difference is, my boyfriend lives with me and he's worse than I am.

This show wasn't even really set in Lake Charles, I think that's based off of a misunderstanding of the landscape and locations mentioned. It was set in a variety of rural areas in the Atchafalaya Basin. (I heard places like Erath and Abbeville mentioned, for example.) Because south Louisiana's coast is so marshy and

My mom broached the topic of whether it was wise for us to move in together once, then moved on. She said she and my dad got married back in the 1970s because they were ready to live together but my grandma was super Catholic and would have a heart attack if they shacked up. Now, HIS parents are super Catholic. His

Haha. Me too. I always get haircuts that take minimal styling, shower at night, etc. The longest thing I have to do in the morning is put on makeup. I even set out my clothes the night before so I don't have to think about it when my brain is clogged by sleep.

Anybody in a relationship with someone with an incompatible schedule? I love my boyfriend, but we're suffering a double whammy where we're: Years deep into our relationship and live together, so we're past the exciting "dating" phase; and we work jobs with incompatible schedules. I work a normal 9-5, he's finishing up

I love old ladies like this. When I was younger I used to be a little nervous around older people, I guess because my main memories of older folks were of my grandparents, who were in poor health through most of my childhood and reminded me of the frailty of my own body and mind. I worked as a reporter and a few years