I’m a huge shroom fan, so a creamy portabella mushroom you can stand a spoon in is my idea of heaven for a fall or winter day. A touch of sour cream, too. It almost makes the chill worthwhile.

Slacker black bean soup:

Mexican Tortilla!

Can we combat this stupid soup (soupid?) diet fad by sharing our favorite soup recipes?

This is weird but whenever I see your handle I think of a potato with toes. You're paultoes not potato toes.

Canada gave us Beiber

There's a lesson here about smoking too much and posting on the Internet, but I'm too high to remember it.

Mulva?

Jehovah’s Witnesses don’t want Witnesses to talk to Jehovah

This exactly! Like, I don’t wanna enjoy it if it’s due to her...argh....

Good to know that caramel color is not in a drink that I will not be ordering. I’m almost as happy as when they made the anoouncement that olestra would not be in the fat free chips that I wasn’t eating. I was , however unhappy when they removed red dye #9 from maraschino cherries in the Shirley Temples that I was drin…

brb, changing my handle again

Good, keep it that way.

I would rather we all drink STRAIGHT Class IV caramel coloring than give this victory to the fucking Food Babe. Goddamnit...

I’m still in rage-filled denial about Kraft Mac and Cheese no longer being orange.

The other day, I saw her book in a bookstore and moved it back to the fiction section.

Can’t unsee.

I was 17 and an overemotional, overeducated, slightly overweight smart girl when I had an affair with a very popular married high school teacher. I felt absolutely compelled and duty-bound to keep it a secret, even to this day - and you can tell, since I’m writing this from a burner account. There were so many…

While I haven’t been a victim of sexual abuse, I am struck by the similarity to being a victim of racist abuse and being forced by social pressure not to talk about it. In much the same way that Burns talks about her feelings of isolation, loss of self-worth, difficulty connecting with others, I too came to distrust…

I’ve spoken about this before on here but I got raped when I was in second grade and then when I was 17. I had repressed what happened when I was little pretty hardcore but what happened when I was 17 brought it all back to me.