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And tweeness.

Best holiday medley, EVAR. Also, is Rashida turning into the next Zooey? I hope not, because she's so funny on Parks & Rec. I know, I know, it's not cool to hate on Zooey D,but she's always playing the same role. I don't want Rashida J to get pigeon-holed like that.
I will say this about both ladies: they make me feel

It is the most common blood type, but if you have O blood, you can only receive donations from other type O people. If you have A, you can receive a donation from type A or type O and so on. If you are AB, virtually anyone can donate to you. Doctors are starting to perform incompatible transplants, but the recipient

I don't think you know what you are talking about. You failed to comprehend my post. And you are certainly no expert on living donation. You don't actually agree with me, because your post is in no way supporting my statement. I actually have zero problem with anonymous donation. The onus to find a living donor is on

I'm sorry to sound bitter, but my takeaway is that UCSF will move fast when the recipient is a kid. My husband is currently waiting (through UCSF), and we finally seem to have a viable donor, but the testing process is moving slower than molasses in January. When I started the process to be a non-matching ABO donor,

Since we are on the topic... Fleece lined leggings. What's up with them? Are they cozy? Are they warm? Are they see through? I'm curious. Enlighten me, fellow Jezzies.

I ain't mad at ya. Just jealous. I'm a 10/12 depending on the brand, and those stupid $100 yoga pants look a hair too small. I won't try them on for fear of the shame. But of course I desperately want a pair. God damn you Lululemon!

I would just like to add that Khandi Alexander is a BAMF. I can't wait for Treme to start back up. Then as soon as Treme is over, Scandal will be back on. That's a potential for Khandi Alexander in my house, once a week through May!

I spent a good 10 minutes trying to figure out that cover the other day. So creepy!

My friend hosted a grown-up sleepover for my bachelorette party last year. She had a bottle of whipped cream vodka in her freezer. I'm not sure why. Anyway, when we killed the plain vodka, she busted out the whipped cream vodka. Can I just say the night did not end well for me.

Not trying to be an asshole. I'm in the middle of a poetry unit in my 8th grade language arts class. I've been trying to teach different techniques.

It has a nice assonance going on.

Ugh, Guy Fieri is such a douchecanoe. He drives that stupid yellow Camaro around town, and tries to peal out of red lights. He drives like a dick. I've seen it with my own eyes.
I was involved with a garden-based education nonprofit, and we used to derive a big portion of our funding from a major yearly winery event.

Two worlds collide: I have a Chloe (decidedly not hipster) and a Cleo in one class. They look nothing alike but I constantly confuse their names.

All those drapey, gray and cream cashmere-looking cardigans? I. DIE.

I'm right there with you. I love it. There are so many things wrong with the show, except for Olivia's coats, which deserve their own damn show. And yet, I totally mainlined season 2 on Netflix and have jumped in to season 3 on ABC. It is sooooo soapy and cheeseball. But like Olivia's giant glass of red wine, I just

I think I was just mostly shocked that the girl was all, "OMG all they gave me was Barbies and books." When frankly, that sounds like a good xmas to my 9 year old self.

Apparently she was chewing on a computer cord. She was not electrocuted. Also, she was 8 or 9 at the time. The story is very strange.

I know this is only tangentially related to the Jon Cryer story, but I teach at a public school in a wealthy school district and one of my students was telling a story about how she broke a major appliance three days before Christmas and instead of the mound of presents her siblings received, she got a lump of coal...

It is both my greatest joy and greatest shame that I met my now-husband on Myspace. I know, I know. In my defense, it was early 2007. He was a veteran online dater (Match, etc.) and randomly sent me a friend request one day. We lived about 10 miles apart at the time. I had never actually done any online dating, but I