k8poreon
K8poreon
k8poreon

Yeah, my mother and sister had a lot of fights in the juniors department. I think maybe by then the district had gone to the fingertip rule, but that was still completely unfashionable.

At one point my school had a rule that shorts and skirts had to be knee length. Knee length shorts for girls didn’t exist, and even if they did, I was 5'7".

Neo-swing was popular when I was in high school in the 90s. And almost immediately forgotten.

Based on “Gone with the Wind,” fire will only make them more determined.

When I was still on the market, whether or not the guy paid on the first date tended to be a sign of his interest. If he paid, there’d usually be a second date. If he asked for separate checks, we’d usually go our separate ways. If I asked for separate checks, he assumed I wasn’t interested.

Sailor Moon’s friends are all technically princesses and all of them are fairly different from each other. Usagi/Serenity is also a pretty unique princess character—at one point she lists her hobbies as “eating and sleeping” and she’s a terrible student (one of my favorite moments is when her friends confirm that a

Your biggest problem isn’t that you’re not partying all night; it’s that you’re hostile even before you’ve been rejected (not that you should be hostile afterwards). Women won’t give you a chance because you automatically assume they only want one thing.

My boyfriend didn’t earn his last name through some great manly feat—his name came from his father. But everybody conveniently forgets that when talking about married names. Why is his name his name but my name is my father’s name?

I soured on my old vet shortly after my previous cat passed away. It was very sudden, and I don’t blame them (if anything I blame myself for making an appointment for the next day instead of immediately taking her to the vet). They sent a card after I emailed them to let them know what happened. About a month later

I sold cross stitch and crochet online when I had more time. Third reason is that people will not buy this stuff for what it’s worth in time and effort (cross stitch especially).

It was whatever day my father casually said, “Of course we shouldn’t have gone to war! Everybody knew there were no weapons of mass destruction!”

Legally they can’t start the process until you’ve been declared dead. Some people move close to the Alcor facility when they’re dying, others have a team on standby, but you have to be legally/medically dead to start.

Legally you have to be declared dead first since the current assumption is that cryonic preservation would kill you.

My Republican father voted for Gary Johnson. As far as I know, he hasn’t voted for a Democrat since maybe Bill Clinton in 92, so if anything he helped Hillary win our state.

When I was a substitute (middle and high school), I just tried not to drink anything in the morning. I had 5 minutes between classes and often no idea where a staff bathroom was (or no way to get there and back in 5 minutes).

I used to tutor in elementary schools. I once had a classroom teacher beg me to watch her class for 5 minutes so she could go to the bathroom. She later told me she’d already had multiple UTIs that year from not being able to go to the bathroom for most of the day (of course I watched the class).

I’m sorry you had to go through that (both the polyps and the cost). Nurses HATE me because I always ask how much something will cost and refuse to take “insurance will probably cover it” as an answer.

I'm always bothered by parents who think it's hilarious that their children are asking not to have certain pictures posted on Facebook. I hated my body/appearance from a young age and often didn't even want my picture taken—I would have been furious if all my mother was putting all of that on Facebook (fortunately I

It's possible. I remember hearing stories of parents getting in trouble for developing pictures of children in the tub.

I’ve gained a lot of weight in the past few years. I’m trying to be kind to myself (exercising, improving my eating habits, not thinking of myself as a worthless piece of shit) but it’s hard to know that I’ve not only failed to stay thin, but I’m also not an “acceptable” fat (most of my weight is in my stomach).