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Is it possible to get a concussion from excessive facepalming?

A+ gif use!

One of these days my nephew is going to learn about all of this and he's going to ask a lot of questions (probably the same ones I asked my dad when I found out that interracial marriages were once illegal), and the only answer I'll have will be 'people suck sometimes.'

My thoughts exactly! Although now I wish Patrick had managed to get a few more punches in...

You might want to be careful about peeing right before your appointment - lots of GYN offices want a urine sample every damn time (as long as you're fertile, mine stopped after the hysterectomy).

The 800 number for my parents business was once sent out as an endometriosis help line. My parents sold trees and supplies for bonsai.

We have an Egyptian Mau, and she's pretty much exactly like your Bengal. She's gorgeous, athletic, and completely and utterly bonkers. Along with loud, rude and violent.

I have food allergies (tree nuts) and medicine allergies (broke out in hives the last time I took sulfa), the eczema is more recent. The last major flare seems to have been caused by stress and the cheap ass body wash that smelled amazing.

I actually have a homemade cream/lotion that seems to be helping a LOT (and makes me smell like lavender chocolate), and incoming soap base so I can be consistent with the lavender and tea tree mix.

That's interesting, because I've started getting eczema since starting on HRT (.5mg estradiol), and I understand that it can be caused by allergic reactions. I'm gonna keep on the HRT, because the fact that the constant fucking headache I had since 2008 WENT AWAY after a week outweighs a lot.

Oh, joy. Yet another round of the Shipping Wars has come upon us, as we always feared it would. Time to make sure the fallout shelter has enough supplies. It's gonna be a looooooooong winter.

Heh. My first Christmas with my now-husband, the only things his mom could think of to tell the rest of the family is that I like fantasy novels and Harry Potter. Got a metric fuckton of Harry Potter stuff, but I also managed to get four copies of the same book from various family members. A book that I owned - and

This is my mom's worst gift story. My grandma... I've mentioned her here before, she's is NOT a nice person. Or, she's not a nice person to people she's related to, her friends think she's the bee's knees. So, my paternal grandma does not like my mom. At all. So one Christmas when I was young, grandma decided that the

My first Christmas back from college, my father had to hove open heart surgery (a bypass, the operation that killed his father, because we needed MORE STRESS over the fucking holidays...). He went in on the 23rd, surgery was successful, but he was in the hospital over Christmas and it sucked. So Christmas eve, mom

There's always terrible music. And books, movies, etc. Part of nostalgia is selectively editing the terrible stuff from your memory until you're convinced that your heyday was the very pinnacle of human achievement and everything nowadays is terrible.

I kinda think old is relative - online, I'm literally an old, I've talked to teenagers who have no clue what DOS was, who have no clue what usenet is (was?), much less why older sf geeks sometimes start another skirmish in the neverending purple/green war. Offline, I'm a semi-disabled mess of mental illness and cat

MrBrook and I went to his family reunion this summer, and the interrogation started before I could even put out our potluck contribution. "No kids? Why not? You're not getting any younger, you know." Not even the news of my pending hysterectomy slowed them down. "Foster kids! Adopt*! Live up to our expectations of

I have no responsibility to educate your ignorant ass. Many of your 'points' have been refuted in this very thread, you might want to start there.

I'm pretty sure this comment filled one of the bingo cards...

Jesus fucking Christ. The concept of 'keep your goddamn nose out of other people's medical decisions' is evidently too fucking difficult for these assclowns to comprehend. I'd be willing to bet, though, that they'd be screaming like toddlers if someone tried to pass restrictions on viagra or age limits on vasectomies.