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One of my closest friends was confident this would be resolved by this morning. The asshole in me is proud I was right when I predicted otherwise. The human being in me is bummed I was right. 

I love crunchy garnishes but know a number of people who violently hate them.

It will happen or it won’t. Being able to live alone is one of the best things you have done for yourself. <3

I love the flavor of coconut but the cannot the abide the texture of coconut meat.

Also suspect I might be on the spectrum.

This. My game plan tomorrow is to stay off social media all day, go straight home, get high AF, and watch sitcoms on Netflix.

I hate the airline industry and the movie industry (both the filmmakers and the theater-owners.) I would love to bathe in the sweet schadenfreude of what’s happening to them right now but there’s this pesky detail: the highly paid policymakers who set the policies that made me hate their industries will probably be

I don’t know enough about bankruptcy law to tell you whether or not this might work. I’d highly recommend checking with someone who does before essentially transferring your debt to a creditor who will probably charge a much higher interest rate. Best of luck to you. I was hoping for public service loan forgiveness

I live near a state border, too. The only thing worse than campaign ads are campaign ads for elections you can’t even vote in.

At 45 years old, I have my first real boyfriend. (Unless you count the guy I saw for three months in college. I don’t.) I long ago* gave up hope it would ever happen and set about learning to be happy alone. He’s everything I ever wanted but even as a teenager never really believed I’d actually find and I keep

It’s almost the equivalent of bragging about learning to tie my shoes, but it’s huge deal for me.

I’m not a bankruptcy attorney but I have read some of Chapter 7 and related case law for work. I do believe they examine whether the debtor made a lot of expenditures in the months leading up to filing, i.e., bought some shit on credit with the intention of later discharging the debt in bankruptcy. And they disallow

I had a HUGE personal win this year. Rather than feeling guilty, I’m pissed that all this other shit is dampening my ability to enjoy it. Also, my “huge personal win” is a lot of people’s average Wednesday, so bragging about it looks super weird.

When I was little and my dog was hit by a car while I was walking her (my parents didn’t get the memo), I refused help from a man who offered it because “you’re a stranger!” (I did get the memo.) Thank goodness the dog survived anyway or I’d probably still be wracked with guilt over that.

Most violent crime is committed by someone known to the victim. Good luck convincing the ignorant of that, though.

My mother successfully hid the fact that she has “family money” until I was in my 30s. And I definitely worked harder not knowing it was there.

My cats are pretty spoiled and my daylight savings “prep” = listening to them meow for 90 minutes instead of 30. They’ll live.

One of the most gratifying things I ever found in a magazine was a short article acknowledging that reverse-SAD exists and the “WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU SUMMER IS AWESOME!!!” probably exacerbates it. I think the article recommended getting natural light first thing in the morning and even Botox?

I had those neighbors. I asked them to stop and they ignored me. Acted like I was mute and invisible. So I reported them to building management and they asked why I snitched instead of bringing my complaint to them.

LOL I just noticed your username. I do!