My grandmother was Vera, named after a long line of Veras. When she died, she gave me a diamond ring that had been passed down through all the Veras with a, "Thank God your parents didn't name you or your sister Vera." (She went by her middle name.)

Bernard was my (female) roommate's middle name.

Maybe something other than soft little poptart? I had to move back in with my mother and have been struggling with employment since. (I have contract work, but no full-time job.) I paid my way through college and it's a bitter pill to swallow now that I'm truly supposed to be independent.

I agree with you, but want to point out that it was the man driving Pippa who brandished the gun, not Pippa herself. She probably had no clue what he was going to do.

I took ballet, in which you actually are better at the sport after puberty than before. But your description still reminded me of the weirdness of suddenly not being able to control my spins or maintain balance on one foot. Movements I barely thought about were all wrong and you have to completely retrain your body,…

I take issue with the description of babies. I have seen some ugly babies in my time. (I'm sure they were lovely to their parents. Well, one hopes.)

Well, honestly, I've never worked for Scholastic so I can't so anything other than hearsay for them. (Argh, I hate having to eat my own words!) I've come from places that used galley and ARC subtly differently.

. . . there wasn't an ARC run for Mockingjay. People actually working on the book probably got galleys, but they're weren't ARCs.

I suppose if I had a significant other I would trust leaving my passwords to them, but as is I want to ensure that some of my friends take care of it, rather than my sister or mom. I mean, I'd be dead and thus beyond embarrassment, but I still have preferences, I guess.

I'm young, single, and don't have much property so I maintain a handwritten (holographic) will. (I'm leaving almost everything to my niece and nephew, which I highly doubt anyone in my family would contest.) Luckily I don't have to worry about getting a written (formal) will yet since lawyers are expensive.

Please tell me I'm not the only person who has designated in my will who gets access to my email accounts and blog, et al.?

Never had sex, never plan to.

It's situations like this that make me love cell phones. My aunt was once in a similar situation (she was one of two people who had been in locked rooms when an invasion happened) but before cell phones. I'm thankful the other two roommates had the means to get help.

I have a question about paps. I'm over 21 and never gotten one because I'm celibate. Should I go ahead and get one anyway?

I'd be happy with anal vs. fudge.

"They've taken away the love story and focused on the hero, who, by virtue of her altruism and fire, is going to stand up against this situation. What they are doing is marketing the archetypal themes that are gender-neutral."

I've always been jealous of my sister because she made a trip to New Orleans and I've still never been.

This makes me want to go to JCP, except I've been avoiding the store due to its new pricing structure.

My sister had terrible eczema - face, arms, legs. She was basically never broken out (especially because she'd scratch till she bled). She inherited it from our mother.

Am I the only one who sees a difference between Love Actually/Bruno Mars and this guy? The first message is, "I love you as you are;" the second is, "You're great the way you are, by which I mean you dress like a slag and should stop before your inner beauty withers and dies."