Pretty much. I have had several come-to-Jesus talks with him about 1) this is not acceptable, even if I were still his wife and 2) dude, your refusal to eat is making your health issues far more difficult to resolve. I dunno, if I had a physical injury that had caused me serious pain, I would have started seeing a…

He is thankfully fine. Throughout the entire episode the little traitor squirmed with the excitement of getting to see my ex. My boyfriend, the man he’s seen every week for the past five years gets an accidentally-on-purpose paw to the balls on Friday nights but my ex? All the squirms of joy. Meh.

It was total concern-trolling. “I know how much you love him, and I love him because I’m still his daddy. His weight can affect how many years he’ll be with you, and I know you want him around for as long as possible.” This is the same shit he pulled on me when I gained some weight right before the wedding — that he…

It’s okay! Glad to help. :-) I beat myself up about it but I remember things like: I am in fantastic health otherwise, I have wonderful parents and a cool-ass big brother, I am halfway through law school, I have an awesome cat who loves his mumma and is the cutest thing EVER, fantastic friends, and my boyfriend thinks…

This is happening to me right now. I am almost 43, 4'11" and though I have had ups and downs over the years I was at a weight and size I felt pretty good at. However my skin was a total mess and the cystic acne was causing me constant pain. For a variety of reasons I am not a candidate for almost every acne medication…

My eating-disordered ex-husband fat-shamed my cat using the exact same language he fat-shamed me with while we were married and I have MANY FEELINGS about this. That is all.

Wiltshire is a county in southwest England. The Wiltern is a concert venue at the edge of LA’s Koreatown, its name a portmanteau of the streets on which it is situated: Wilshire and Western. Considering TMZ covered this, I’m going with the Wiltern.

You do know that there are plenty of Hispanic/Latina/Chicana women out there with Anglo names? I myself bear a first and middle name combo that makes me sound like I spend my days playing a Celtic harp and singing of Brian Boru.

I had a Holly Hobbie-print dress with a HOOD which I wore the hell out of in kindergarten. When I had to admit I had finally outgrown it, my awesome mom sewed me a bright red, sprigged, HH-inspired pinafore trimmed in eyelet lace with a matching floppy bonnet. She’s still the best.

Thank you from a fellow Old. My favorite was Angel Cake (top row, second from right). Angel had Food Issues and was convinced she was fat (and put her pet on a diet), which probably explains a lot about me. :-/

My parents had a similar disregard to the books I stole from their shelves — I can recall leafing through “Our Bodies, Ourselves” some time in the late 70s and having SO many questions. But not as many as when I found a coverless copy of “The Happy Hooker” at the train station around 1984 and read it the whole way to…

I have cultivated good relations with court staff for this very reason. It’s amazing what a kind word and a pleasant tone can extract.

One of my LW classmates refused to do in-line citations, insisting on footnotes for every cite. When told no, that may have been appropriate for your PhD, he doubled down and produced Bryan Garner’s article on the clunkiness of in-line cites as authority to keep on doing what he wanted. Fuck the Bluebook! Power to the…

Alternative Dispute Resolution. It’s amusing to watch the would-be courtroom barracudas try to mediate issues. It’s always a zero-sum game for them.

Came for the headline, stayed for the Jamaica Kincaid gossip! Most publications are far too light on this topic, in my opinion. :’-(

Thank you for this — I can envision so many contexts on the internets in which I may find it appropriate.

No, it’s a man. He’s been a practicing mediator for 35 years, and he’s trying to teach us what actually works outside of a courtroom. Of course my dum-dum classmate knows better because he is (in his own words) “more dynamic” (read: younger). Sigh.

Only positive is that I can coast a fuckton. :-D

My crim law class was 75% women, taught by a woman who was a former JAG. She had some eye-opening comments about rape on base and off. I am so thankful that was the environment in which we got to discuss the evolution of rape law in the US.

That’s basically the problem we’re having. The first time I was on a team with him, he wasted the first 15 minutes of the session going through the elements of each of the four causes of action and belittling the plaintiff for how shit her case was. To make it even more awesome, it was a sexual harassment case set at…