Oh crap that’s right. I do my own nails (I’m cheap and incredibly picky) so I read that and forwarded to my friends so they’d have something to read while enjoying their abortion-spa day. I’m having my hair-and-abortion “me day” tomorrow.

Hmmm. I wonder if telemedicine/video visits can be used? Again, I'm trying to think of ways to help women and fuck these fucking worthless laws.

I too am a Maxi Dress. Which I owned up to being Pro Maxi in the other article.

Women! We’re all like “mani-pedi or abortion?” And if we have to wait for that abortion, we get all distracted with gossip magazines and shiny balls of foil until we just have that baby, amirite? They're just looking out for us little sillyheads!

Waaay back, in the mists of time when I had an abortion in Kansas (I lived in Kansas City MO) I made my appointment and I was told that the time between calling and making the appointment and my appointment counted as the “waiting period.” This was a long-ass time ago (thank you Depo and then tubal fulguration!), but…

I love you.

The waiting suuuuuucks. I’m an Old. I had to wait a week to be pregnant enough to have a suction aspiration procedure done. Longest, barfiest, most awful week of waiting.

I knew before I became sexually active what I'd do if I became pregnant. When the worst happened and I did, I didn't need to think it over; I needed it over with as soon as possible. There was no drama, and there was only relief when it was done.

Not only that, but you will not force me to be a baby vending machine so some older, richer, more Christian couple who really really REALLY wants a baby can have a baby. Adoption isnt an option to abortion; it’s an option to being a parent. The options in pregnancy are stay pregnant or don’t.

My problem with maxi dresses is I’m 5’3” and most are for women 6’3”. Also, I don't do sleeveless (I am cursed with FamilyName Arms and am self-conscious about them). But when I find one that meets my criteria, yes. Because it's getting dressed with so few decisions.

They can have my Ativan when they pry it from my cold, dead, crazy hands.

I was hoping for “more kittens” but it looks like I’ll be getting more chickens! Our hen is broody so we’re going to pick up chicks this weekend, so more fluffy adorableness is heading my way :-)

I live in the Los Gatos Mountains and have those lizards in my greenhouse and I adopted two rescue kittens! Do I win anything?

Yup. I am where Useless Facts Go to Die.

I’m pretending the last choice is the same as “I’d rather scoop out my lady business with a melon baller than touch his sad boner.”

3 am is when the endorphins drop to their lowest, and people are most likely to feel their crappiest. It's a very one-on-one time for doubts, fears, insecurities ... So this either smells like piss or Ativan.

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Stannis’s love for his daughter is done well (and why I’m not done with this character); it hints that he was once a decent man and she could be who saves him from himself.

All I can say in my defense is: not enough coffee :-) Also: often dumber than shit.

I've seen people IRL who've done that, and it just looks like they've applied lipstick like it was Chapstick. Lips don't look any fuller, but it does look like the makeup was done by an ambitious toddler.