#Commentoftheyear. I was excited to learn how many men were needed. Thank you.

I just RIT-dyed my dirty, old Toms. Where does that put me?

REALLY???? Please tell them that they have changed my YouTube-surfing life forever. I've been watching that for like 5 years.

While we're sharing, my personal favorite: Brokeback to the Future.

Exactly: I hope it's a copy-editing intern.

What a fantastic neologism. I'm working that into my vocabulary.

This is almost exactly my experience. The doctors were great, had to come back during my period, it was kindofreallypainful for about two minutes, and then fine.

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If anyone is still awake:

I can't see the video: Help! I even disabled adblocker and still can't see it.

THANK you.

This is why there need to be more Animorphs books. Teaching me about diversity without me realizing.

Thirded. I thought to myself, "Anything sharp or rough. Or dirty."

YES. I'm a broke grad student and "treated. my. self." with the largest frivolous expense of my life—an 88-key weighted keyboard for my birthday. I've played it every day since. And it is keeping me sane and balanced.

My brother met his wife on an online RPG (I don't know if it qualifies as "massive" or whatever the first M stands for). They've been married two years now? Living together for over three? Just sharing. You're not alone! And it doesn't just happen in WoW.

I also had sex for the first time after I had already peaced out from the college life. You're right: it feels like something that [i]should[/i] happen in that magical place called college. But that's not how it worked out for me. Instead, I had sex for the first time with a guy I met on okcupid, and then I moved…

That is important (and hearing health was the first thing that jumped to my mind), but what about playing outside? I hope the daycare doesn't spend the whole day holed up... people, big and little, need to be outside.

I have the non-hormonal IUD (Paragard). I believe it's the only one on the market in the US. The insertion was a bit painful. When they clamp your cervix, it's like someone is scrambling your insides with a hot poker. But it's for less than two minutes, and then BAM! 99.4% baby-proof for up to ten years.

I have an anxious personality (or at least did when I lived on the East Coast), and hormonal birth control definitely exacerbated my questioning tendencies, and made me moody to boot.

I really hope it's intentional, because "significant otter" is becoming part of my vocabulary.