jvanderh
jvanderh
jvanderh

Sometimes I come home, make a sandwich, and spend the rest of the night happily vegging out in front of the tube. Sometimes I come home, start window shopping for something on the internet that I don't need or even particularly want, get all absorbed, mess around until the takeout places I like are closed, settle for

The idea is cool, but it's got 3 one-star reviews on Amazon.

It may depend on how many cups you're making. When make myself French press coffee, I boil water and steep four minutes. I think this is a higher temperature and longer extraction time than if I made drip coffee in a single serving machine. But a full sized pot that's working its way through a big pile of grounds may

I agree.

Ah, yeah, I know, thanks.

Do any of them have an option to decide for themselves when it's a good deal, by percentages or something, and send an email? I usually don't have an exact pricepoint in mind.

I have a styptic pencil and love it. Some of those razor nicks bleed like crazy! The secret seems to be to wet the end just a little, so you don't water down the alum too much.

I just quit my job, and it only took me a couple sentences :-) It went something like "I am resigning effective 6/22/12. I appreciate the opportunities for personal, academic, and professional growth that the last five years have afforded me."

I often prefer to cook stuff down rather than salt and drain it. I'll cook mediocre strawberries down on the stove with lemon juice and sugar, and partly dehydrate tomatoes in a low oven. Cucumbers I'd definitely be willing to salt and drain, though. I bet a soak in salt water would accomplish the same thing,

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Hehe :-)

A massive monitor. I would love it, but I'm undecided whether it would actually make me more productive or just invite chaotic multitasking.

I like the suggestion to hide small dirty dishes in a dirty pot. That's pretty clever.

I've been there, and I wish there were something I could say to make it hurt less. If you can, make your own money and save it, and start training yourself not to emotionally vomit- share the deeper parts of yourself slowly and only with trustworthy people. Start building your support outside of your mom, because

Honestly, I think for a while you just force yourself, and feel the guilt. There's an adjustment period in between when you intellectually know that you shouldn't let someone manipulate your emotions and when you actually feel that it's okay to stand up for yourself. It's amazingly difficult and scary to extricate

It's been a valuable lesson of my adult life that refusing to let people treat you badly doesn't mean you don't care about them and doesn't warrant feelings of guilt. My mom used to grab me by the face and tell me I was the most ungrateful child in the world and that having me was the biggest mistake of her life. She

I've tried peeling with a spoon and didn't find it easier. But you don't really need to peel it.

Huh, yeah that's weird. Gut instinct?

That'd be awesome, then. Make me one, will you?

I will never be truly happy until I learn to play Devil went down to Georgia on the fiddle.