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The thing is, my mom’s post wasn’t really so bad or even passive aggressive, just kind of like joke-pouty. It was all these awful Facebook friends of hers (who know my siblings and me!) who responded with so much vitriol. Bleh, it was awful. For my mom’s sake, I just feel the need to clarify that (while the situation

My mom is super sweet and her status wasn’t really rude or accusatory towards us — just a little pouty. She deleted it pretty quickly. It’s her Facebook friends who’ve been put on my angry list. :)

I don’t know. I really understand your point, but my personal problem in a similar situation is that my mom wants to talk about more serious things than my friends. So I’m likely to see a text from a friend and shoot back a quick reply right then and there, but then see a text from my mom about my day and actual

I think it’s perfectly fine to want your kids to keep in touch with you, especially if you make sure you’re not asking for too much of a time commitment. It seems like the mother here might just be forgetting that it’s hard to settle into a communications routine after a major life change.

The way pissing contest works is that they list the winners of the previous contest on the post with the prompt for the next pissing contest. So this week’s theme is sex dreams, but the winners (posted above) are for a different prompt (worst thing a parent said to you, or something like that — it was a while ago).

Haha, thanks for the sympathy. I’ve learned to, you know, reeeeeeeally enjoy thinking about sex over the years, so it all turned out okay!

The first sex dream I ever had was in eighth grade. The dream itself was about a cute friend and pretty chill, but I was very Southern Baptist and almost neurotically guilty at that point in my life. I spent all weekend being upset about the dream and when I saw the friend in school the next Monday (despite my best

I have ex FROM MIDDLESCHOOL who recently emailed my mother asking for donations so that he could be a missionary in London. His own mother once called my unkissed, bookish eighth-grade self a whore, so booooooooooooooooo.

“Doses and Mimosas” by Cherub.

Now playing

I just love any hint of an excuse to share my favorite ad for feminine products, so:

I love that one and just lent it to a friend! Have you read any other Murakami?

The historical context of blackface involves some pretty awful, subjugative stuff (minstrel shows in particular). Colored contacts and wigs don’t have the same implications.

I’ve been having that problem too, but only on my laptop! They work on mobile.

Nothing like waking up to a fresh Mark dirtbag.

It wasn’t meant to be a criticism, just more like a tiny PSA. Happy almost-Halloween, and hopefully no hard feelings!

Nevertheless, calling the cops in a situation where someone clearly intentionally made you feel threatened is almost always a good idea. If another trail-user had gone missing or reported an actual crime, the police would have Ilmyrn’s mom’s report to reference. And that way they can pay a little extra attention to

I always wear bike shorts on public transit for this reason. It takes away from feeling fancy a little bit, but it keeps creeps at bay and puts my mind at ease when I walk up stairs.

Guys, this is happening like half a mile from my apartment! I don’t get to go ogle the gooberishness, but still!

Yeah, it’s reassuring that in the future it will probably be nice to know that it was a good relationship all the way through and that it didn’t end because one of us hurt the other. I’m really hoping we can have a friendship in the future if he also wants that, so I’m glad to hear it worked out for you for a while!

Thank you. I am really excited for someday when I can be happy that it was a good relationship that just ended, but you’re right that it really hurts right now. It’s been an awful, busy week devoid of things that make my heart happy, but I’m going to natural history museum and a ghost tour today, so those should be