I’m so sorry about your dad. My mother is a teacher and when she was diagnosed with breast cancer last year, she still had to teach. She managed to wrangle the chemo treatments to where she could have them at the end of the week, like Thursday, and then recover until Monday or Tuesday. She had a really specific count…

I feel your pain! I got a fresh batch of papers on Friday that I can’t bring myself to look at yet. Currently taking bets on how many of these papers will have no/inadequate citations..

Happy NY! (Even though I totally forgot that NYE was a “go out and party” thing until ppl started the fireworks’ craziness at 8pm last night).

Are you a student? Some dentist offices in my area offer discounts for first time patients and/or students. You could inquire maybe? Also, if you have access to a student health center a lot of those services are subsidized so they’re cheaper than normal. Just a thought!

Congrats to you! I am currently procrastinating both. Everyone gets a giftcard and a B+ for Christmas!

I cannot get over how terrible Amy Poehler’s new hair is. Girl, you did not have to be blonde forever, but this new shade of “bronde” is so unflattering!

Yes, if this work could be translated in any way to my Master’s thesis, it would be so much better! But no! It’s just another pointless exercise to reassure everyone that I can still, in fact, write an academic paper... it’s only my 3rd year of grad school.

I know I’m too late and in grey but I’m going to post anyways! I have two papers due on Monday for finals and words cannot express how much I do. not. care. One is worth 50% of my grade so I have to turn in something. I cannot produce research papers without feeling unbelievably bored about the whole time consuming…

He’s returned to Louisiana just in time to issue an (useless) executive order banning Syrian refugees from resettling in Louisiana. Oh joy!

In 6th grade in the middle history class. My dearest snooty classmates had spent the past year and a half tormenting me by telling horrible “stories” about a “friend” they knew named “smittensthecat”. While it was painfully obvious to me that “smittens” was actually me, when I passed one of the girls a note asking…

Hi All. Here is my whine for tonight: Boyfriend is grilling for dinner, and bless his heart he is just not that great at it. I’ll be grinning through a charcoal flavored overcooked steak tonight. But grilling is so much more MANLY than my perfectly cooked pan fried steaks....ugh.

I always say I want long layers with a few (face) framing pieces, and I want the shortest part of my hair to be able to rest on my shoulder. It always results in something pretty low key.

Ugh yall, I got up early this morning to watch some therapeutic weekend premier league only to find my stupid (not really) boyfriend STILL up from the night before because he was binge watching the Walking Dead...so I got no football because he thinks it’s boring.

Is there any way the dress could be easily altered? I had a very similar situation happen to me last year (minus the bar exam). My little brother got married, sister-in-law picked a dress on sale with the largest available size being 14 and I’m a 16-18 in dress sizes. I was able to get the dress tailored where the…

Morocco for a month and a half. I vomited in the hotel, on the streets, on a 12 hour bus ride to the Sahara Desert. It was good times... Upside I lost a TON of weight.

Yes, I cried! I also feel like if the past two seasons had been half as heart-felt and well written as the finale, the show might have gone out with more fans/grace in general.

Aaaaand yet another perfectly good movie ruined by a Baldwin brother.

My parents would not let us name the cows for THIS very reason. We ended up calling them by whatever breed they were...Angus and Brangus (Brahma/Angus) were good friends of ours...lol.

I cannot BELIEVE they missed the chance to call it "Death for Dinner"! "Death for Food"...wah wah wahhhhh (sad trombones)

I used to have people do this with cookies!!! The Subway I worked at was super busy so it was not uncommon to bake cookies and bread on the night shift. Without fail every time a batch of cookies came out of the oven and a customer was in the restaurant, "Oh and I'd like to add 2 cookies". Me, reaching for the cooled,…