You went to Club 33!!! I'm so j. I've tried and tried and tried and tried.....

In my school, they sold hamburgers, french fries, chips - you name it they sold it. But! Everyone was thin - I actually cannot remember someone who was very overweight. Of course, I live in a very image-conscious place, where heading out to the beach after school was the norm, so I think it had more to do with the…

On a side note about oral sex, I just watched my first James Deen porn the other day. He went down on his partner forever! Intercourse, oral, intercourse, oral. It really was a pleasure to watch.

Really? When I was dating in my late teens/early twenties guys were all about going down on me (and friends I talked to). It was like they'd been coached on how proper make-out/sex sessions should be. Give the girl pleasure first, then receive blow job. Session over.

NOOOOOO!!!!!!

I concur on everything except the grumpy patrons...I used to give them the eye when they became out of sorts (threw soy sauce on the floor, danced in the aisles). The "eye" doesn't work on the babe.

Holy...I can't even move while breastfeeding! I looked in awe at my friend who latched the kid on while in the ergo, threw the breast cover sheet thingy over themselves and walked around the mall. Me, I needed a chair with 2 armrests, a pillow (or a knee if I was outside), and a corner (because I could never get a…

Hawaii represent! Except that I can't really jump rope. And the fact that she keeps winning for her jump roping skills keeps making me giggle like a little girl. But! She's pretty amazing at it.

I fell in love with a guy when I was 18. Met him at a club, he was a Navy guy. He was 22 and I was insane about him. We spent our first date on the beach talking about everything and nothing. I lost my virginity to him within a week, and went back to college a week later. I was so depressed - I bought him a…

You know what's ridiculous? I'm pregnant, and my husband (who is a sommelier) has decided that he's not going to drink until I drink again. He tastes and spits like you should at tasting events (if you drink it all you'll just be hammered all the time). BUT! Everyone is giving him such hard time about this. And…

OK so I became a little obsessed in figuring out if Paula Patrice is actually 69 because...wow. I just couldn't believe it. So on her journal page, she has a picture with Clay Aiken and then a picture of Wayne Newton. She says, "ahh Clay, too bad you're half my age, ahh Wayne too bad you're double my age." Clay…

Pretty!

I like rationalizing things! Ok, I get the point. Perhaps I should see a psychologist, because rationally knowing why I'm loopy isn't the same as doing something about it. Although I really hope they don't tell me to had heart to hearts with my parents, because I hate that shit.

I have abandonment issues because my parents have abandoned me emotionally since middle school when they started having marital problems. They would take their frustration with the other person out on me, and I was called all sort of names in anger. I have identity issues because my sister was my father's favorite,…

Do I need to see a psychologist if I already psychoanalyze myself? Details in reply.

Lane I'm so sorry for your loss. I've been reading the twitter feed and Angelo was hysterical. What a great way to remember him.

I chopped 16 inches off today. Liberating! Although I'm just going to grow it out again, but still.

Don't read, don't read! That's how I become convinced my child was autistic at 3 months old. Parenting websites are scary...

Yup, yup, yup. I just spent 45 min putting baby808 down for his nap. At 18 months old he is a curious little thing and wants to go-go-go. But I can't imagine NOT having an afternoon nap...ahem...I mean him, not me.

My New Year's resolution was to stop being an asshole. I sort of felt weird posting that online.