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If enough of us do it at once it will sound like a drum circle.

I live in Seattle, which is a pretty small big city. The Cafe Racer shooting was a big shock, and I think people here are incredibly grateful to him for having the cohones to stop the shooter, who would surely have wounded or killed more people. I think it's shitty that you guys are going after the people who are

To give them free back-rubs.

I really like this for a lot of reasons. It's very much like the moment a photojournalist would work his or her whole life to capture. The people in the background plus his overjoyed expression, the fact that he was doing it to let his wife know he was OK—tt's all just so overwhelming and emotional.

AH! He's an aggressive fan of cabbage.

Endometrium sloughs from the womb not only in liquid form but in clotted chunks that resemble bits of liver. They're not dangerous to health, nothing described above is a health problem. As for the shits, hormones that cause uterine contractions also cause intestinal contractions and like a clearance sale, everything

Period shits are roughly the same level of health problem as hangover shits.

When you're dealing with infertility or pregnancy loss, like some of us are, seeing this first thing in the morning when you've recently gotten more bad news feels like the universe has conspired to pile some more shit on your day. That's why some people get upset about stuff like this. It may not be rational to you,

"If you sleep too much you won't be able to sleep tonight."

We at Team Dog regret this incident and plan on investigating further.

I know, right? I'm kind of not joking.

Here's my concept for a real lady restaurant, using ideas I gained from seeing advertisements. It would look like a 1984 Laura Ashley catalog and serve cups of soy cappuccino foam and tiny bowls of non-fat yogurt with exactly three blueberries on top. Beautiful salads (non-fat dressing on the side) would be the

Haha! This sounds like a dirty and sacriligous version of Clue, which I could totally get behind

The worst part about Facebook mourning is that people feel they know you when they don't. I cannot forget a message I received from my late husbands acquaintance: "I'm Mr. Bells' good friend. I hope you and the kids are doing ok."

What I don't like is that as Facebook currently exists, there's no way to designate that the owner of a profile has died. And the site isn't currently separating the dead from the living at all.