I have never vomited harder in my life than after taking oxycodone.... except for that time with the fentanyl. Xanax4eva.

I take about 1-2mg for injections and blood draws. terror I usually get about one useful hour before I collapse where I stand, and for some reason in that hour I like to go shopping. I used to live downtown and would just walk home from the doctor's office... through a shopping district. I have two pairs of expensive…

I would have voted for any any any other DFH than the IPAs. It made my soul cringe to have to do it.

JoAnn has all kinds of crafty stuff, and they have it all on their website! (More than you can usually find in stores, even.) A few times a month they send out email coupons for free shipping.
Michaels does too... though, while Michaels is my jam (family history), their website kind of sucks.

Fluffy baby!!

Shrooms are good for depression, too!

Absolutely.

Why buy the pig if the sausage is free? ;)

I discovered this effect after binging on my newly-discovered love of Swedish salt licorice. Eating a whole pound over a few days = holy green crap.

Yet... bottlenose dolphins are kind of assholes. I'm sure they think about it.

Find me a 32D and I will wear it. =/ I'm not spending any money on bras because women's rarely stock 32s and juniors don't stock D cups.

Orcas are dolphins. Really big dolphins.

Come hang out in Baltimore! More healthcare and art and waaaaaay less political assholery.

So I am moving to western Minnesota next summer. How much am I going to hate my life come winter?

I met an IRL friend on LoRD... Seth Able divorced me, and Dan was there to pick up the pieces of my character's broken heart. We met in person after we'd been game-married for like four months.

Read the study, or even just the abstract. You don't get published in Child Development with the shitty methodology you're accusing the authors of.

Now we know to look at that small percentage and figure out what's different about them and their experiences.

Yup yup. I dream about tornadoes, or occasionally the running-for-your-life-down-a-stairwell. Sometimes they catch me and stick me with a syringe, and then I wake up wondering if I am still alive. =/

Pleeeeeease do this. I will never forgive my last PI for (among other things) deliberately overbreeding our colony and then having me cull perfectly healthy mice. I would have been very happy to send them to a sweet retirement community.

Uggghhh sputum is the MOST disgusting thing ever. I've worked at an inpatient clinic; dipsticking pee (and one time that woman who peed on me), fecal occult blood testing, blood, no problem. But when I was testing saliva samples in grad school, I had to hold my breath, peek to aim the pipetter, turn away, gag,…