I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE. :)

AMEN. Slight derail, but restaurant conglomerates (fast food or sit down) cannot say crap like "paying employees a living wage will bankrupt us" while also reporting record profits/growth and paying their CEOs an absurd amount. Those things shouldn't co-exist. Pay your damn workers, businesses. Stop using them to cut…

THIS. The only reason I keep citrus in the house is to spice up my gin and tonics. I don't consider that a breakfast beverage, most mornings. I just want to leave the house not looking like a scruff-monster and to remember my access ID card so I don't have to find street parking like a pleib. Maybe when fun stuff…

I interned in DC one summer and took the bus rather than the Metro most of the time. One Friday at the bus stop, I looked to my right and, in one of those random grass patches that I think are usually intended to plant trees in, there's a dead cat. Looks pretty fresh. Fine, okay, dead cats happen.

Mooncups are great! I accidentally ordered the "post-baby" size, so I was a little hesitant at first to use it, but even the larger size is completely comfortable and super useful. Dealing with them in a public bathroom can be tough, but they're large enough that unless you have the world's heaviest flow, you can…

This came up on another Jezebel post, but it's still a relevant point: I have zero beef with swearing. I'm even fine with swearing A LOT if each and every f-bomb is relevant and awesome. The thing that bothers me is when people start reverting to using swear words as unconscious filler words, like the way you'd use…

THEY WILL PRY MY TOMS FROM MY COLD, DEAD HANDS. :) I have only recently begun to embrace makeup, and it's chiefly because Birchbox sends me small bits of it for like $10 a month so I don't have to drop big money on something I may ultimately hate. But 5'2" with size 10 feet? I bet they need a battering ram to knock…

Good to know! I'm always on the look out for teeny feet shoes that aren't legitimately children's shoes. I definitely have a pair or two with a festive butterfly or happy flower motif on the treads.

I have the opposite problem: I normally wear a size 5. They don't make cute heels that size, and when they do, they base it off the same template for larger sizes, so you're basically walking en pointe for all of your foot that's still left on the ground after your heels have been hoisted upwards of three inches into…

It gets worse/better: the only reason he started singing in the first place was because he scored the soundtrack to the DOCUMENTARY FILM HE MADE and someone heard it and liked it. Bibbety bobbity RECORD DEAL.

Update: I watched the season 4 GoT premiere this weekend and want to punt that smug little punter right in his punt-face. Punt. PUUUUUNT. #sorryjackgleeson

YES! Exactly this! :) It's when people turn it into an unconscious filler word that I really get peeved. It has a beautiful, wondrous function, the word "fuck" does, and can be used with aplomb, even in large quantities, if done correctly. Don't dilute its beauty because you'd rather use it plug up your speech gaps…

I saw Batman Begins first. I think that is the only way I'm maintaining, but it's hard. It is so, so hard.

Every time I start going down the "YOU ARE THE WORST A POX UPON YOUR ANCESTORS" path with poor hapless Jack Gleeson, I try to remember his role as the adorable little kid with the not-so-great home life in Batman Begins, and how he got saved by Batman. Would Batman save someone that terrible? I think not. (I think it…

SERIOUSLY. I'm seeing a few too many of these "oops, not actually dead!" stories around to leave anything to chance. That is actually my secret selfish reason for signing up to be an organ donor. There is ZERO death ambiguity after someone's already harvested your vital organs for transplant. Also, saving lives is…

I've heard this saying before. It's a good one! :)

My apartment is currently undergoing some electrical work, and one part of this work meant that EVERYTHING had to come out of my bedroom closet. It's still out right now, because I couldn't help but think of what a perfect opportunity this was to put some real thought into what I'm going to put back INTO the closet. :)

I was very little when we moved away, but it seemed nice enough from what I can remember. We were in the 'burbs, so it was the usual amount of burb-alicious. VERY HOT, but everyone knows that. I remember those pecan rolls though! Child me loved those things! Also, we were in the panhandle, so I think we missed some of…

Oooh, I back up Whale Rider and anything Miyazaki for real. There is this one movie that I can't remember the name of (Jezzies, help me!) that is about an Orthodox Jewish woman and a Muslim woman who are both teachers at an NYC school who become friends. It was a sweet movie, but I can't remember what it was called…

I haven't lived in Florida for a very long time, but I love this. (And you, now, by proxy.)