That is acceptable.  A quick clip or file of a broken nail is necessary, just don’t give yourself a whole manicure.

Well, just make sure you get pajamas for them.  That’s proper animal husbandry right there.

Yeah, I noticed that too.  That’s more his mildly amused face.  But he’s just so handsome I can’t resist.

Starred you just for the word “carcasm.” You’re a fucking genius.

SEVEN MONTHS and he ghosted you?!?!!? Good god. That’s horrid. Jesus, I thought the post-it story from SATC was bad.

Oh. My. God.

Yeah, I didn’t say this in the actual review because I wasn’t sure if it was appropriate, but I actually questioned if the book was written by a man instead of a woman. It was that level of weirdness in the dialog and motivations.

It’s my new favorite meme!

Baby goats?!?!?!? Where are baby goats?  I need to see baby goats.

Thanks so much!  Yeah, I definitely didn’t like looking at myself that much but that’s one of the reasons I thought I should do it.  It took a few videos for me to find a comfortable speaking voice too.  I was listening to one of the early ones and it sounded really fakey so I’m working on trying to speak more…

There’s a special place in hell for people who do their nails at the office. Paint, file or clip. At one of my old jobs there was someone in the office who would clip their nails and it took a nasty anonymous post-it to get them to stop.

I posted another romance novel review video on my on YouTube channel and got my first comment and my very first subscriber! Yay! I only have about 8 videos so far so that doesn’t sound like much, I know, but it’s a start. I’m getting more used to seeing and hearing myself on camera and getting much better at video…

And aren’t there bunches of income reduction strategies and charitable deductions and all that, that wealthy people in those brackets are utilizing to reduce their tax amount anyway? I mean, even if the tax rate was that high, does anyone at that level actually pay that? It’s not like all of that actually counts as…

I think I need an accompanying article for what to do when you know for a fact that you’re right and some asshole is trying to convince you that he knows more than you do because . . . reasons that don’t make sense.

For our group it was one of the husbands who would order appetizers for the table without asking anyone and then conveniently be at the bar when it was time to pony up for the bill and figure out what everyone was paying.  And his wife was like “I dunno . . .”  But these were also the people who would show up to a…

I never show up to these anymore (unless it’s with my mom or dad in which case, they always pick up the entire bill.) I actually refused to split the bill evenly with a group of six and they looked at me like I took a shit in the middle of the table. It was a rather expensive restaurant so hell no am I gonna pay for…

When you smell something, you’re actually breathing in particles of that thing floating in the air so it makes sense that you could breathe in enough of it on an airplane as the air is recirculated.

Shows like this make me sad for people who don’t have Prime or Netflix or even cable so they can watch the shows on AMC or whatever and get good entertainment. The fact that this shit is even called TV and exists in the same universe as The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel, GLOW, The Crown, Handmaid’s Tale, etc. just seems wrong…

Is being impressed by this bullshit Extra or Basic?  I can never remember.  Maybe both?

He just shrugged and said “I dunno” and then we said goodbye.  Because men like that can never just come out and say “let’s fuck” they have to get you in position and then try to slide their way in so you can’t confront them with their clearly stated desires later.