Taboo was great. A bit weird, and DEFINITELY fucking brutal, but well worth watching in the end.

It’s really gotten to the “OMG who cares” stage.

I’m feeling really alone here. Am I the only person who thought Dallas was AMAZING? Those were some grade A fights. I mean LeeAnne, Brandi, Cari and the show’s breakout star Marie Reyes!? I am shocked that it wasn’t immediately renewed. It trumps boring Beverly Hills by a landslide.

The only reality TV I consider remotely real is Deadlist Catch. I feel like that ones a bit tough to fake. I mean maybe the on deck drama might be manufactured but not the fishing, weather or injuries.

I love Oprah Winfrey. She’s G.O.A.T to be honest. Absolutely inspiring in every way. The type of woman I want to be when I think about wanting to improve myself and be a better, more successful person with determination and drive.

My all-time favourite thing about Lochte is how the hosts on Good Day Philadelphia interviewed him, then burst into laughter/tears when it ended because he’s so boring and stupid

That was epic. The battlefield scenes outside Winterfell were the best I have ever seen on television, and it might just be the awe of the moment, but I can’t remember a film that did any better either.

There is no such thing as “complementary medicine”. There is Medicine and there is Bullshit. If “complementary medicine” had any basis at all in scientific fact, it would be called “medicine”.

So, no, Naturopaths remain snake oil salesmen of the highest order.

While I was getting in the car to go to my little sister’s funeral...

I once had an obligatory winter concert thing in middle school. It was in the evening, and all the other 7th grade girls were wearing their first little black dresses. Some of them even got to wear their first pairs of black high-heels.

My dad used to joke when I had braces that all I needed in addition to those railroad tracks were glasses and then I would never find a husband.

I wouldn’t if she didn’t posit that her taste is somehow better than Dan’s. I don’t judge people’s tattoos unless they claim that their taste is somehow unassailable.

I mean, I personally think name tattoos are tacky and basic as hell. Like, girl, you do you, but don’t pretend like all-lower-case-cursive-name-on-your-neck tattoos are like, OBJECTIVELY better than a tweaked-out bear. People have opinions. Get used to it.

I hate to be Team Tattoo Artist, but just like you can decide where you want your tattoos, he can also decide what work he’ll stand behind and what he WON’T. Clearly you have artistic differences, as evident by your contempt of his other work. So why would you use him in the first place?

Exactly. No necks and hands is a super common rule among artists, and many of them do it for personal reasons (ie. regret, whatever) and for protecting the shop (it opens up a certain amount of liability if someone claims down the line they can’t get a job because of a tattoo you did).

I understand why this was an upsetting experience, but tattoo artists refuse jobs all the time for all sorts of reasons. Many have a no necks, no hands policy - it’s quite common. And, as you discovered, what’s off-limits to one artist is totally okay with another - you were able to get exactly what you wanted in the…

About seven years ago I was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. I was lucky in that it was fairly isolated so they just chopped that sucker out, but I was devastated by the treatments. Just.. so so sick. An old friend of mine (we'd shared a really shitty apt in NYC in my early 20s and during this time she and I had had a…

Weird that this person is exactly as she seemed in her email.

At this rate we'll hear from everyone at the party! (And evidently not one of them will consider the viewpoint of the actual sex worker interviewed in this post, FANCY THAT)

The people who brag the most about how #blessed they are are the most insecure in general, not just in relationships, right? It's the whole "lady doth protest too much" thing.