That was simultaneously really lovely to read and really hard to read. There is definitely a lot to be said for showing up, and being reminded of it feels like getting punched in the stomach. It's so complicated.

I'm really glad I'm not famous. Being on the other side of the world for close relatives' funerals was always really complicated for me, but luckily no one was judging me on the internet for it.

Classiest comment on the internet today.

Yep. Mine took me years of thought to figure out.

God, I would love it if my colleagues would keep all their tech things updated instead of asking me why nothing works properly. (Admittedly, the colleagues in questions are women… but so am I, so do I balance it out?)

Yesss… I never felt very invested in Robb when I was reading the books, I'm sure because I never got to be inside his head. The wedding stunned me and I had to stop reading for a week because I JUST COULDN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE but I was far more concerned about Arya/Sansa/Jamie/Tyrion/everyone than Robb, really.

Me too. Drinking helps me forget how very non-wealthy I am.

It instantly reminded me of all the desperate times in my spoilt youth when I decided I was too broke for a Brazilian and yet could still justify the much cheaper "just the sides" wax.

Having now given this topic far too much though, I'm also sometimes a fan of the archaic "O!"

I just figured she meant she still waxes but now doesn't want to have *no* hair (ie, she now gets a plain old bikini wax rather than a Brazilian/Hollywood).

I come from a pretty never naked family, and yet somehow I seemed to have been immune to that and have always been happy to change in front of friends/strangers, sunbathe topless, walk around naked, etc. I'm not sure how that happened to me.

I did really love having my bed in the middle of my room (well, only up against a wall at the back, not literally in the centre, although having a room big enough to do that would make me so excited I would have uncontrollable giggling fits of glee and never be able to sleep) and I did indeed feel inexplicably more…

RANDOM TANGENT: I think I say the opposite, usually… "ooh" to express the excited surprise of learning the thing that I hadn't realised until just then (btw, I'm writing the most poorly constructed sentence of all time right now, aren't I?) and "oh" to express something like… strong feeling without surprise. My "I…

I had a ruptured eardrum when I was six or seven. I am now very, very, very, very old but I still shudder when I think of it.

That dune-crawling one is fucking brilliant.

Thank you for teaching me a v handy Spanish word.

A colleague (in her 40s, v long-term relationship, no intention of marrying) once decided to solve the "what do I call him?" quandary by referring to her boyfriend/partner/bloke as her jeff, because his name was Jeff. We tried to make it catch on for as many people as possible; many men in our circle who weren't…

He really, really does.

Clarification: I know taxes pay for schools and shouldn't use the shortcut of saying some are "paid" and some are "free", but when I'm considering my own options it does feel that way… obviously everyone's situation is different but it seems as though I could have a kid in my county and be less financially wrecked…

Yes! There is so much goodness there. My life really was not at all stereotypically LA (I don't know how to drive, for a start). There's so much really normal great stuff there that I think sometimes people don't consider, like museums, as you said.