I wish I had you to go to when I was an adolescent! Hell, I wish I had you now...
I wish I had you to go to when I was an adolescent! Hell, I wish I had you now...
beautiful! This made me misty eyed. LLAP.
funny! I was going to write that Beck is my second favorite Scientologist, but I got lazy. That'll teach me.
Elisabeth Moss: My Favorite Scientologist
He needs to send me $800 and I'll see what I can do about helping him out.
LOL! It looks like this comment IS getting all the stars now! :)
Why does the comment not have ALL THE STARS?!
listening to that song right now!
this whole album was my everything !
yes!
oh no. She knows my name. She knows it and she "used to" know how to spell it. It's only after my husband and I got married after EIGHT YEARS of dating and kept my name that she "forgot" it.
Holy crap! It's shade! It's shade from our MILs! I can hardly believe it. Wow....
ugh! My MIL does this. After my husband said something other for the millionth time, the next letter used my last name but butchered the spelling. Granted, my last name isn't the easiest, but it's easier than my husband's, which has only one vowel in it, and I've been around for 13 years and how could she not know how…
It makes laughing look as joyous as it sounds! :)
I'm obv pro-science too, with my own set of weird preferences and allergies that line up with the wackadoo, so sometimes when the science people come along, I feel like I'm being shamed a little. But that's my own problem/insecurity.
Totally! They're not blanket "evil," just a personal preference to use them or not. For people who need to avoid SLS, I have no problem with labels making it easy for them to know a product is SLS-free.
as a soapmaker, I can confidently say: responding to their shrillest customers.
I feel like companies often add SLS in situations where they don't need to — where they have enough cleansers and surfactants already - because SLS makes AMAZING BUBBLES and we equate bubbles with cleaning action. Like hey, my toothpaste is doing a fine enough job on its own, I don't need to look like a rabid dog to…
I love the translation of laughter as "huehuehue"!
ummmmm...