That's what I mean — there are definitely dicks in Southern California, where I lived for eight years, but there are equally as many dicks here at home in London. (I'm choosing to live in London instead of LA at the moment, so my "poor experiences" of my home really can't have been that bad.)

Definitely not all. I find Londoners equally bad.

It never occurred to me that it could be annoying to ask an engaged person about their wedding plans… I suppose "engaged" has always just meant "planning a wedding imminently" to me and it's only know that I'm seeing there are other reasons to do it. I will find other small-talk topics next time!

I've gone totally wrong in conversation before when introduced to someone's party, because I thought that meant they were in business together; it never occurred to me it could be a relationship thing at the time!

Yes, so nice! And the whole thing feels very inclusive, or at least it did at the parties and shows I went to (California and Texas) — like, it's totally ok for people (ie, me) who really can't dance at all to just enjoy the music and jump around and have an amazing time, no matter who they are. I always felt like the…

Yep. I heard so much about the video before ever hearing the song that I was actually really surprised by how good I found the song to be. The video could've been really good.

I love, love, love, love, love Big Freedia. The only good thing about the Miley-Cyrus-not-dancing-very-well thing is that it's introducing some more people to Freedia brilliance.

I was DEFINITELY not doing that garter shit. I'm not American but I got married in America, and I had to rule out a) removing anything I was wearing and b) dancing with people for money, both of which were expected.

The jewellery shop girl was HORRIFIED when my husband and I walked in, looked at the cheapest, plainest wedding rings and bought them. She was seriously disgusted. It was hilarious.

Ha, yep that's very tempting!

I once wrote an extensive critique of the exclamations of a sex-having girl across the hall from me, and pushed the note under the door.

I'm totally up for home-made fringe cutting, but surely it shouldn't be saving one money? I pop in between proper haircuts to get my fringe trimmed for free — is that unusual? I've just always had hairdressers tell me to do it; perhaps I'm just v lucky?

Ugh, the hall light! I need a remote control for it. Or psychic light switches, or something. There will be no sleeping if the hall light is on. Or if a phone has been left face up and a message comes in. Or if my toothbrush is charging (WHY SO FLASHY? WHY?!)

Insanely bad angle. Bad photographer, bad!

We did a group re-watching of Jurassic Park. We remembered it as a film about dinosaurs… but now, watching it again as grown ups, we realise it's a film about Jeff Goldblum reclining open-shirted a lot.

Hmm, that's interesting… I would've assumed the same as you, too.

It's my favourite part of sex! It's definitely stronger with some blokes than others, though, and I don't remember if I could feel it when I was really young or not… but I've definitely been able to feel it for most of my life. It feels like… swelling and hardening followed by very defined pulsations. I've never had…

I think it must take practice, I suppose. I had someone try to pretend and it was totally unbelievable — I'm sure it could be done believably if practiced, though.

But if you can't feel it happening, wouldn't that be suspicious?

I'm 32 and I still think it's scary!