I was at Disneyland the other day. There was an official Jack Skellington character there, dressed up, taking pics and kicking ass. I briefly thought about wanting to do him. He pointed at my friend's Skellington hoodie and said "Nice hoodie!" and my friend & I shrieked a little like he was the Beatles. Note: I am 40…

Awww. Thanks! You're a badass, and I love you too!

Fuck that horrible Catholic school.

The first time I ever went to Vegas (about 15 years ago or so), I brought heels & a floor-length slinky sequined dress. I was SO DISAPPOINTED!

In your friend's defense, maybe it WAS unconscious. I don't know.

I know someone who is OK-looking. Pretty but not spectacular. She gets hit on ALL THE TIME! Like, she can't enter a bar without having someone hit on her. I know other people who are a lot better looking who never get hit on. I think it's all about a…

For the record, I was also horrified that 145 was the highest end of the spectrum the author could fathom. I'm glad she cleared it up here as it wasn't clear to me that she meant her own particular weight range based on her height.

"They didn't care whether someone was unhealthily skinny or just very thin! So…

I suspect your friend WAS being (maybe unconsciously?) hurtful.

TOTALLY understand! My mom once said something about my "Armenian arms" when I was a kid. I'm almost 41, and whenever I see a picture of myself, the first thing I still look at is how exposed my arms are. When people/friends talk about what they wish they could change about their bodies, I usually say that I don't…

My name is Jessica, and I was born in 1972. I spent most of my childhood HATING my name because NO one else had it. It was, essentially, an old-person's name. I didn't meet another Jessica probably until I was in my late teens. Now everyone is named Jessica. I STILL feel a kind of shocked pleasure (left over from…

My grandmother used to fart and then yell "The Germans are coming! The Germans are coming!" (the fart was the German bomb, I guess?)

She would also occasionally blame it on an invisible duck.

My husband (of 9+ years) & I made a pact, in the beginning, never to fart in front of each other EXCEPT: a) in the case of major gas pains, b) to be funny (this has to be very sporadic... like once a year in order to stay funny.

When we got married, my husband & I kept our own names until we had a kid and THEN we picked a new name we both liked. It felt like starting a whole new family free from the baggage/bullshit of our families. Plus, we wanted the three of us to have the same last name but didn't like each other's, heh.

I was actually…

That's why the book "Gift of Fear" was so great. We all have these amazing instincts, and we're really good at ignoring them in fear that we'll look/feel stupid. His theory is that we, as women, are essentially brainwashed into being "nice." TOO nice. It's SOOOOOOO important that we be play nice and not be a bitch. I…

His book was so amazing and insightful and... caring! It was so surprising to me that he seemed, well, the opposite of that.

Maybe he WAS just nervous and very used to (and sick of?) women coming up to him and sharing their "Your book saved me from rape" stories. Maybe he was having an off night. Maybe he has social…

Yeah. I was actually very recently separated from my boyfriend/husband of 8.5 years and not used to living alone. It was really scary.

I was also reading "The Gift of Fear" at the time, which actually gave me the courage to say "no" and keep saying "no" and to trust my gut implicitly (that hug I mentioned that he tried…

Sorry, quick correction, it was LA Fitness... Not 24 Hour fitness. I just looked it up to be sure and realized I got the wrong one. :(

So weird! I had to look to see if this was the 24 Hour Fitness that I went to 10 years ago. (it's not)

10 years ago, I bought a gym membership to 24 Hour Fitness in LA. I got a package of private training sessions, and they paired me with this guy who seemed a little weird at first (kept talking about how exercise…

I also popped my own cherry... for the exact same reason as you. Mine was with a glass bottle I'd found in the cupboard. In the bath. No lube... I just pushed it right in (I didn't know about lube at the time). POP! A little pain. A little blood, and it was done. I have no idea how old I was. Probably 15. I was…

Well, it makes sense. I kind of assume ANYone who is super homophobic is totes gay. It makes sense... especially if you're ashamed of who you are. And being ashamed of being gay makes sense if you have parents and teachers and priests and friends and classmates constantly telling you that there's something wrong with…

My little "sex offender list" story: My husband & I were having breakfast with our 3 year old daughter. This old guy came up to us and started being all "You're going to need to get a bat in a few years, hah hah" (hah hah Get it? Because boys are going to want to fuck her hah hah.) Whatever, this happens a lot.…

I'm SURE I put out a "Prom is STUPID!" vibe to everyone so that when no one asked me, I could be all "I didn't want to go ANYway." But, you know, of course I wanted to go.

I also would have strangers come up to me and ask me why I was so pale. And, I have to admit, I look at pictures of me in my 20s and I really was…