Meanwhile, their doctors . . .

This isn’t new, but I only know that because I got bored one day and googled fraternity house floorplans out of curiosity (how do they live? what is their bathroom situation?) and noticed that many of them had a suite marked for the “house mother.” I know it’s probably some cutesy leftover tradition from the 50s but I…

Is it considered the norm, when married couples keep their individual surnames, or have kids outside of marriage, to name the kids with the father’s last name? Is that The Usual Thing? If so, why? Because let me tell you, if something lives in my body for the better part of a year before blowing out my vagina then it…

Local Man Successfully Uses Toilet, Seeks Highest Honors.

Same. What the fuck is this place now? Salon? Buzzfeed??

No! To the castle hounds! Feed it all to the hounds!

Anyone else sending her a Go Fuck Yourself card?

Man, I don’t think the 2005 stabbings made international news, and that was before the dawn of household use of social media. The visibility of this story, plus U.S. fundies totally shitting thier pants over the SCOTUS ruling on marriage....does not bode well for the safety of next year’s Pride events. You know there…

LOL. Not unless roughly 25% accounts for “saturation”, or you’re including YA titles.

I read once on imdb that Gwenyth Paltrow was originally sought out for the role of Lee in Secretary. Whenever I remember that, I have to hold myself and count to 10 and remember that it actually didn’t happen and that my favorite movie is still perfect.

Who else misses that powdery smell that clung to all your grandma’s cosmetics? :(

Chet Faker, ya’ll. A date of mine put his cover of No Diggity on the first time he brought me home to do the deed. He absolutely bagged it up. I started a Pandora playlist with that song and a few others and some fine sex has been had.

I wish I could create a 1000 burner accounts just to star this 1000 times, but I can’t so I’ll just repeat the most important part all big and stuff:

“Men who are rejected and disempowered need better avenues to deal with rage and self-loathing. We tend to isolate them, etc....”

I love this story. Also, I would rather be in a plane FILLED with people furtively fucking in secret under blankets than have a kid kicking the back of my seat. Or be seated next to someone chatty. Fuck on, star-crossed roommates of the world!

I’m just gonna look at this from now on and pretend he doesn’t have that scraggly mistake of a beard.

Totally. I didn’t mean for it to sound improbable. It’s quite probable. A few men I’ve dated were friends first, men I never would’ve looked twice at had I not known them. I meant that it’s merely a possiblity, with many unpredictable factors beyond one’s control, not a goal point one can reach if they do everything…

I don’t think many people would deny that the friendzone exists, persay; it’s the way women are vilified for “putting” men there that most sane people have a problem with (“She friendzoned me but look at the assholes she dates! Damn women and thier free will!”). There’s also the absurd notion that there is some…

Ooh! Ooh! Can we talk about kids with tablets in restaurants, too? As a former waitress, the only thing that ever annoyed me about kids with tablets and games is that parents would whip them out first thing, without ever bothering to figure out what thier kid wants to eat first. Which meant I’d inevitably come around…