It is! It’s one of the dangers of being essential—you might not get fired, but you don’t get promoted, either, because no one wants to lose you in this exact role.
It is! It’s one of the dangers of being essential—you might not get fired, but you don’t get promoted, either, because no one wants to lose you in this exact role.
I’m procrastinating changing my insurance policy to accurately reflect 1) moving, 2) selling my car, and 3) living in an apartment. It’s a lot, and I’m afraid the insurance rep will yell at me or something and I’ve just kept putting it off (for like a year—I know. It’s terrible. I know.)
It sounds like you’re going through a hard time right now, so I’m going to link to my favorite post for times like these: Everything is Awful and I’m Not Okay. Hang in there. We’re here if you want to talk.
OH MY GOD THAT LITTLE DRESS! She is seriously the cutest! My sister’s kids were the same with tummy time; they were both DEEPLY OFFENDED by it, but absolutely loved their bouncy chair that hung from a door frame. Counting down your two weeks!
LeVar Burton Reads—it is essentially Reading Rainbow for grownups and it is the BEST.
Me and my can of passionfruit La Croix salute you! (Trying to lose weight, realized I want to save all my fun calories for cheese instead of alcohol)
One thing that has helped me in the past is not framing it as exercise. I’m doing something nice for myself. In these cases, I go nowhere near the gym, and don’t ever put on workout clothes. I grab my headphones, download a good podcast or two on my phone, and walk until the episode is finished/I feel like going home.…
That’s so awesome! I’m also dealing with some weight-related things for my health, and started using Noom; it turns out to be just the sort of low-key external accountability I needed to make changes. I’ve lost about 8 pounds so far; while there’s more to go, it feels so good to be making a start instead of feeling…
Dude, that is so fucking amazing! I mean, not the shouting—that bit’s awful—but the only way I could burn 700 calories in an hour is by forgetting a pizza in the oven.
I am proud that I went back to therapy. I kept the appointment, even though I’d been feeling pretty good lately, and realized I had been more affected by some things going on in my life than I had thought. It’s a short course, 6-8 sessions, but I feel like it could really help.
What?! This sounds amazing!
It is a truly incredible museum—I happened to go one Sunday with a friend who’d managed to snag tickets, and it was just amazing. Getting to see an entire museum dedicated to people who look like me and my family, and getting to see how rich and full and detailed it was...wow.
Is she still enacting her “ride or die” protocol?
I actually just finished it! I caught the premiere last year, but grad school happened, and now that it’s on Netflix I decided to mainline the entire first season instead of doing my reading.
I see that making her a potential ally—she’s fed up, she has ambition, and she knows Michael doesn’t have the ability to give her the star turn she craves. But to possibly stage a rebellion in hell? That could be amazing.
So question: how did y’all figure out good sex with your partner(s)? I find I can pretty easily get myself off, but when I’m with someone else, it’s just a big ol’ pile of nope.
There’s a new Prudence! It’s Mallory Ortberg, formerly of The Toast—much smarter and kinder than the awful Emily Yoffe.
I think it might actually be one word—they’re a type of potato chip.
Jesus/Judas slashfic?
I had a friend in high school who was a nursing student through the local vocational college, and she told us stories about having to drain the blood out of boners that had lasted too long, and it was hilarious and awful.