I absolutely did, very much so! (I remember you commenting on at least one of my posts from the planning stages too, so thank you again for that!)

I think this is the first time I’ve ever happened to pop over to Jez just in time for SNS!

“It’s isolating. It’s ugly. It’s a total mindfuck. And even as I was doing all these things to change myself and improve, I still hated myself and had this nagging feeling that my effort was pretty much hopeless.”

Ugh, this bums me out. The Clippers “Spirit” dancers do not get paid a dime, either.

It is my favorite .gif of all time. I have genuinely cried tears laughing at it on multiple occasions.

I don’t know about nylons — which, for me, would be stiflingly hot — but I was definitely was required to perform in (sheer) tights in my tap years, and I was still a pre-teen/teenager back then. Same for when I was older and doing a lot of Latin ballroom. It’s both for the look — evens out the skin tone, tightens the…

Wait, he did endurance racing? Shit, I did not know that; that’s awesome.

This is why it kind of kills me when people act shocked that celebrities they perceive as cool or somehow friendly to their interests (...why?) are also fairly conservative. The big ones have much, much money than you and me, and generally speaking, the rich tend to lean conservative. And, like you say, most things…

I’m so, so sorry that happened to you.

Similar thing happened to the long-time partner of my late uncle, in Europe a few years ago. What was especially shocking was she was over 10 years younger than him, and far, FAR healthier. No one expected anything like that ever happening, but then, boom, she was gone.

I do, but only because we approached it with no seriousness whatsoever. I went with my longtime male BFF (no drama! we did laugh a lot watching all the surrounding drama going on, though), didn’t go to any real expense/were practical with what we did spend, and it was just fun. Then again, that was one of only two…

You are a real sweetheart for this (and to remember my posting about my Dad some weeks ago!). Thank you. (Good news: FINALLY got my goddamn period late last night, so on the plus side, I’ll only be dealing with the tail end of it by the time I’m traveling! THANK GOD. It was stressing me out entirely too much. But I…

Boy, do I know how you feel. (And I’m sorry, which is all there really is to say, right? I mean, it just... really fucking sucks.) So big solidarity hugs to you.

Ugh, I am so sorry for what you had to go through.

I’m not that into him, though. Which sucks. I WANT to really like someone, definitely who is nice

This week has basically been my personal hell, in many ways, but at least it’s finally over!

This review somehow doesn’t mention at all my favorite absurdly terrible — while trying really hard to be good and Say Something — movie possibly of all time, which is Congo. Which tells me that you probably need to see Congo.

In many cities — particularly as the cost of living continues to increase, and wages remain pretty stagnant — especially big cities, when living alone is a luxury most can’t afford, that’s just how it works much of the time.

I figure it’s as much “the luck of the draw” as any other life situation. Some will be luckier than others.

I hope not, for her sake, because he is both an asshole and a tremendous creep (particularly about underaged girls).