I’m an Annie who has gotten all sort of weird spellings: Amy, Amie, Anny, Any, Ani. Like WTH people?!!?

Nice guys who buy tampons? This is a thing? My boyfriend will not buy me tampons, he’s too embarrassed. I remind him that obviously they’re not his, but, you know, vaginal connotations.

Sure, why not? It looks to me like the sculptor was trying to make a spider then kind of gave up part-way through.

Women also developed lead-based makeup, so.... uh...

Aaron Carter has become CGI.

Today a coworker very sheepishly admitted to me: “you know... I hate to admit it... but I actually kind of really like that black show, Empire.”

Isn’t one supposedly a pro? I mean, I’d do a lot of things for money. Maybe even look at Cruz naked.

Oh god so relevant right now. Just last week I pointed out that my company has a massive diversity problem. The response from the HR rep? “Um, no we don’t. I don’t see it. I don’t know why you think that. And I think that if people are hiring people that aren’t diverse, well, I think that’s personal, and not our…

I mean... I’ve been cursed with nasty recurring bladder infections (complete with like, 100% blood pee) so I feel like it’s a trade off. The universe gives me one awful woman-problem but not the other.

I’ve only had I think two yeast infections in my entire life (instead, I get several UTIs per year - but luckily no problems with yeast after taking antibiotics). They were AWFUL so I totally understand.

I’ve never really understood how someone can lose track of their “number” unless it’s pretty high. And not because it’s a big deal but because, I don’t know, it’s a life experience. To me it’s like being asked how many countries you’ve visited. You might have to take a moment and count back, but you should at least…

I’m a vegetarian. My dogs and cat eat regular pet food. I made a conscious choice to not eat meat, and I can do so in a way that’s healthy. They aren’t subject to my dietary decisions, and it’s not healthy for them to follow my diet. Kind of the same reason why they don’t get to eat doughnuts but I do. Or chocolate. I…

Ya’ll didn’t mention that the best, fastest way to get preggo is to not want to be in the first place.

Ugh, hits so close to home. My boyfriend brought home some girl last summer and I only found out about it because his friend called me to spill the beans the morning after.

You know you can share Prime between accounts so you get the free shipping without the snooping, right?

cheezits hnnnng

....What?

Possibly, but what they offered my dad was only a little more than what other area dealerships offered me when I went to other dealers.

I am woman. Ergo, I am the child’s Creator. And no man (lookin’ at you, male politicians) can tell me what to do.

I went to buy a car over the summer at this one dealership that just lied to my face about everything.