Unfortunately, you are completely correct. It is a privilege, and people who enter into relationships with non-US citizens need to be mindful of this.
Unfortunately, you are completely correct. It is a privilege, and people who enter into relationships with non-US citizens need to be mindful of this.
My ex and I removed conditions back in 2009. It involved sending in a ream of paper and a big check. For almost everyone, removal of conditions is a no-brainer. Just make sure you are collecting lots of evidence of your joint life together, especially co-mingling of assets. If you've not already got a joint checking…
Okay, now I want a Coolhaus ice cream sandwich and I'm getting off early today so I pretty much HAVE to go down to their shop on Washington. THANKS FOR RUINING MY DIET.
My Puritan New England upbringing still disapproves of the sale of booze in the CVS out here in SoCal. But I buy it there anyway and feel terrible, so it's all as it's should be.
Yay, Jingle Cats! My ex-husband and I celebrate Christmas Eve with copious amounts of chocolate, wine (for me — he is my ex-husband after all) and JINGLE CATS. We also dance with my cat for greater holiday cheer.
Bingo.
I saw a young man with a hi-top fade on the No.4 Big Blue Bus earlier this month. It was sort of amazing to see it after nearly 20 years in vaults of hair styling. This 90s nostalgia thing is for reals, yo.
You've captured her just as she appears in my dreams. *sigh*
WilTshire, WILTSHIRE! Not Wilshire, sans "t."
Driving to the Cape as a kid, there was a roadsign on the way that my Dad always read out thus: "If you eat a MASHPEE SANDWICH, you'll get a FAL-MOUTH!"
All the tears. All of them.
It's our punishment for Eve's sin. MWAHAHAHA!!!
Personally, I shouldn't talk because I love most fart jokes.
When people tell you it's your problem you don't get their sense of humour, it's usually because they don't have one to begin with.
If that's true, my day is totally shot. Totally!
I'm sorry you didn't keep your word when you said you were leaving for the day.
I'm sorry you outed yourself as a troll so quickly. :'(
I'm sorry you find Jezebel as boring as the Algebra II course you took last semester.
I'm sorry that high school is out for the summer and instead of doing something edifying like volunteering to assist women at risk of being irresponsible and lacking judgment, you're posting here on Jezebel instead.
I'm sorry he can't keep a handle on his emotions.