God, Bernd, I’ve been reading your posts awhile and, just, I’m so sorry and I am ... honored? that’s not quite right, but something ... that you are sharing your moments and experiences here. Much love & compassion to you.

I don’t have much advice aside from tread carefully. I get why you don’t want dogs at work, but if it’s a small office that’s pro-dog you might make a lot of enemies if you start requesting a change in policy. Good luck!

Agreed, kind of reminds me of Squid.

I think you make a great point. If anything, I think the line they are using in the show misses the mark, about the original series being about “tolerance” and this one being about “acceptance”, as I don’t see it that way at all.

“Idiocracy”

I love Stormi as a name but Mariposa is gorgeous. And Posie for short would have been a dor a ble.

I ate Doritos yesterday in public and I was not embarrassed by the crunch, and I even licked my fingers. Am I a man now?

Yes. Because, let’s be honest. With all the crap going on in trump world, none of us will remember Stormy Daniels in six months. Let the young woman name her baby this cute, slightly hippy Cali name.

It’s genuinely the only thing that needs to be said on the matter.

“The practice endangers public health, the economy and restricts the competitiveness of U.S. products in the global market”

Okay, James.

Hey just wanted to pipe in and say congratulations. I speak about my struggles with getting clean on here, and just wanted to say you aren’t alone.

This is how Trump was elected.

I’d like to think the dude in the Santa costume dropped out of medical school to pursue his real passion.

*Slides over on park bench*

For at least a year and a half, I have been saying in these pages thatIvanka is the bag man for the Trump Crime Syndicate. Clearly, this is about to be proven.

This is a good post. 2017 has seen a slow but steady erosion of my ability to engage emotionally with complex plotlines or be empathetic to people with destructive behavior. I had fretted that it was indicative of a fundamental shift in my worldview or humanity, but I’m starting to believe that I’m just finally…

My husband tends to be a dick on holidays. He started up with some next-level BS last night. He has some legit mental health issues, but we have kids now and it’s just not ok. So I have to go extra to manage him and the other holiday stuff. I’m determined not to let him ruin holidays for the littles.

I decorated my Mom’s kitchen and giant yucca for her, she insisted I incorporate her pumpkins because she likes them. The tree in the living room was taken care of already.

Hey