Yeah, this has actually happened to me, but thankfully I wasn't arrested or shit. But I was super pissed and I had to burn things and I didn't want my house to catch fire so the park sounded like a good idea. (The officer was a woman and she was just like "girllll I feel you, just put that fire out and we good".)

I really want to say that I thought the same thing. I did not, of course, but I really want to say I did.

WORD. I've burned a lot of love letters, man. It's cathartic shit. (Don't do it at 1 AM in a public park though or you might have police out asking you what the fuck you're doing..... or so I've heard)

Um.............of course. ;D

just 3 more years till generic or go to Dominican its OTC there

"They can contain dosages twice as high as Viagra itself," Cohen added.

I did have love letters. Lots of them. At some point I imposed some organization- one manila envelope for each major relationship. Shortly after I married, at age 31, I decided that I wouldn't want my future child to find these letters after my future death, so I disposed of them. I plunked them right in the…

but but but what about me?

This reminds me of that saying some cultures have about a photograph taking a part of their soul. Some people are just not okay with it, and that is okay.

"Please take a picture of me showing I care! I need the maximum publicity and attention to lull people into thinking I give a shit about homeless people so I can get laudatory praise from my friends and family!"

Perfectly said.

/rant begin

Because nothing screams dignity like someone taking a picture of you without permission in order to portray your life situation as a dire absurdity in contrast with the product they're trying to advertise.

I have had grown adults throw tantrums because we wouldn't take photos of them serving the homeless people, nor would we let them photograph the clients. We have a designated group of our regular volunteers who would walk through the meal line up for photographs - and even them, only their hands were photographed.…

Today I watched the movie Love Story, not because I like romantic dramas but because it's frequently referenced in pop culture (such as the Simpsons episode "Lisa's Wedding"). Most of it was meh, but I was horrified when the doctor and the husband discussed the wife's cancer before telling the wife she had cancer. Was…

I got to visit Louise today. She comes home with me permanently in 2 weeks. She is one month old today. Her sharp teeth are coming in, and she is eating moistened and dry dog food.