Why ? A lot of people do not follow gossip. I’m always ashamed when I spent time with my “normal” friends, that I know all that crap about those stupid people.

I really don’t see much room for commentary on women’s success here, though, accidental or otherwise. It’s more about how social media and presenting an idealized image of our lives has become so all-consuming.

As someone who

I’m slightly disappointed it’s not a unicorn.

Meanwhile, in Canada, our new Defense Minister is sworn in;

She was awarded for her medical bills, that coffee was well into dangerous temperatures and caused third degree burns on 6% (eta actually it may have been 16%) of her body. It almost killed her. She was in the hospital for 8 days and needed skin grafts. She originally asked for her medical bills but they refused.

Yes, because she just “made” it without any difficulty or effort on her part and she’s certainly not qualified to speak about the sexism in the music industry after working her way through it... Let’s ignore the fact that she has stated that she was raped by a producer as a budding artist. That’s certainly not sexism…

Love me some Lady Gaga. She rocks.

I have sisters, but we interacted like brothers. Or like a pack of wild dogs.

As someone with three older brothers, I can confirm that childhood is essentially an amateur WWE production.

Damn. First New Year with my boyfriend, his mom had a party with bottomless alchohol. In the wee hours of the morning, we heard a scream outside his room while we were having sex, and a drunk girl burst in. She thought her date was in the room, we told her fuck off, and closed the door. We heard a bunch of crashing…

When I was 20, I was working at a bookstore and living with my boyfriend, who also worked at the same bookstore. It was a small bookstore, with only 7 employees and when the holiday party rolled around we all went to a bar in Montouk and proceeded to get ripped. I had lost track of my boyfriend and started to make out…

Legal but embarrassing. At least, to a Canadian.

By “Holiday” do you mean the Good Friday when I hooked up with super hot Alex? Or the Easter Sunday when I met him at the family brunch and learned he was my dad’s half-sister’s son?

Both the holiday and the embarrassing come at the end of this story.

My wife and I had been separated for, oh Jesus, I’m not sure how long. I had stayed back East while she took a job with some hotshot Japanese company in L.A. We decide we’re gonna give things one last chance before the divorce so I fly out there. Her company’s Christmas party is in progress when I arrive, so I head…

I had been dating this girl for about 2 years and knew it was going south, but i did not want to end it around the holidays because i’m such a great guy. (mistake) Unfortunately i met a new girl about 3 weeks before Christmas and since i had every intention on breaking up with my current girlfriend who was in college…

“Is that against company policy?”

Not sure if this counts, but I lived in Seattle working retail for two years, and wasn’t making enough to afford a plane ticket home. So for Christmas, I made plans for some friends to come to my place so we could all commiserate. I made dinner, this unnecessarily complex version of eggplant parm that calls for…