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If any of you are planning a teaching career, here's a hint. 3rd graders smell the best. Old enough they handle bathroom hygiene pretty well, and young enough not to have sweaty body odor. 3rd graders rock.

Cheese. Lots and lots of cheese.

I want all the attachments for my new kitchenaid. Grind all the meat! Make all the pasta!

I'm packing to move across the country and I leave on Monday morning by plane. I'm unbelievably stressed out and can't stop pacing around (thus getting NOTHING done). Any tips on the following three things:

Today is my 58th Birthday! I feel great! Can I get a Woot-Woot? Cool. Survived a lot of shit and got grey hair, but life is good. Rock On, Jezebels!

THIS RAISES A VERY IMPORTANT QUESTION

Jezzies! Tonight's the night! I'm going to meet Mr. I've-Had-a-Crush-For-Years tonight. Send me your awesome thoughts and energy please, because I'm quite nervous!

Also, here's what I'm wearing. You can't tell (curse you, poor lighting) but the jacket is a really pretty, distressed mousey grey.


Went out last night, met a guy after I started flirting with his friend but we ended up talking and had a lot in common so he came over and did the sex. This morning he bought me breakfast, I gave him a ride home, and we did it again. Fun. I've never taken a random guy home before but it felt so natural and I don't

About to head out. It's Sunday night, and L and I have started a little tradition. I go over to her place and help her make dinner. Then we eat, talk, and be merry until Walking Dead comes on and we watch. I keep on telling her that she doesn't have to make dinner and that I can eat before I come over, but she

The most rage-inducing fact of all of this bullshit is that there IS A SOLUTION! One that ALL passengers would be ok with! Just stop being such cheap bastards and make all the seats comfortable for actual human beings instead of trying to play this real-life game of human fucking Tetris. This is why I prefer

too sensitive to discuss at Thanksgiving, and asking me to send her my mortgage details so she could get me a better rate with her "guy," and I should deal with her two guys (mortgage and investments) because she trusts them.

So the boy45 and I are moving in together in two weeks. It happened SO FAST - we had been looking for a place and getting nowhere for months, when out of the blue an acquaintance decided to move out of her apartment. She texted me Sunday, I saw it alone Monday, I took boy45 Wednesday night, and we signed the lease

My boyfriend and I sometimes go on pretend first dates. Basically, we pretended like it was the first time we met and spent the dinner "introducing" ourselves. And I know it sounds creepy, but I learned SO much about him, and we talked for hours! Also, I was reminded why I fell in love with him in the first place. We

I saw a video where the judge was legalizing the marriages and people started to boo. Those people can step on the sharpest LEGO bricks.

HARRY POTTER. Somethin' about that world makes me forget about the problems in this one.

Yeah, couples need to take care of one another equally, but that is spread out over time. Sometimes one person is needier than the the other.

I know that feel - this summer the boy and I were apart for 6 weeks. while i was studying for the mcat. it was the woohoorrrsssttt

My husband and I were apart for 6 weeks last year as part of our cross country move. I was really surprised how depressed and lonely I got after he left! Like that morning, I cried hysterically and called my Mom- which I never do.

It's funny, I always think all week, "Man, I can't wait for an Open Thread!" But then when it gets here all I can think about is venting about stuff, and I HATE coming across as a Negative Nelly, so then I don't post anything and then I feel left out. I want to say things! I want to have things to say in the first

Between not having a job and living with my mother in a place where I don't know anybody, I tend to get really depressed. I was just rejected from another job (one where I had jumped through several hoops in the interview process) but for once, I mercifully don't feel like the most worthless person on the planet. I'm