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God, I am behind this sentiment 10,000%. I am going to Punta Cana next month, and I was excited to get a new bathing suit and was perusing one pieces because I have somehow regained some modesty my dad hoped I would find in my teens, and I just don't want to deal with a bikini anymore. I have returned 7 bathing suits.

Did Kylie actually get implants?: A discussion.

One month until the first debate. ONE MONTH. I'm here and I'm ready.

Every time my girlfriends and I go bar hopping, we always end the night emotionally singing Celine Dion songs. I love her so so so much without any irony at all.

How horrible to lose someone so suddenly. He was too young.

Michelle Collins is the first internet person I coveted. I read Bestweekever.tv every day until its demise (RIP) and SO MUCH of our current internet humor is owed to her own personal brand of comedy. Wherever Michelle goes, I will follow.

Pico de gallo is my number one favorite food (I literally started a garden because I was sick of always running out of tomatoes, and home made is always better) and I gave this tweet a reluctant “cringe-like.”

Sarah, I just spent a week with my family on a beach vacation, and one night at dinner, by dad started discussing your book. He was one of the people who thought “blackout” meant “passing out.” So, we went around the table (my dad, sister, boyfriend, brother-in-law, cousin and his wife, aunt and uncle, and

So, ladies, who heard your biological clock ticking and felt the urge and want to reproduce, what’s that like? I’m at the age where all of my girlfriends are either pregnant or planning to be, and I just have no idea what the fuck I want. I like kids. I know I’d be a good mother if I ever did have children. But, I

I HATE vomiting in toilets, and when I’m super hungover and I NEED to throw up I always think to myself “your face is inches away from where you shit.” and then it all comes up. Works every time.

I’m petite pear-shaped with kind-of big boobs that sit up high. Literally every shirt I own that is not a turtleneck is a boob shirt. Pencil skirts are also the devil as I am “violin hipped” (as a cunt sales lady once not-so-kindly let me know) and they look bumpy and weird on me. I like sheath dresses a lot for when

“dirt squirrel” just sounds adorable!

I always say that maxi dresses are a full body yoga pant.

I go to a lot of out of town meetings where I have to dress up, and I usually opt for sheath dresses, low heels (lots of time flats if I’m at an event where I have to be standing for the majority of the day). If I’m in my office, I wear a standard uniform of black pants + top + flats. I think I have maybe 10 “work

The werewolf-baby love dominated so much of the conversation.

My dad just caught part of twilight for the first time on cable and called me because he had so many questions. We talked about it for an hour and a half.

If ever I have a daughter I know that I will name her Elizabeth after my great-grandmother. What I will not be sharing with people is that I will call her Liz after publizity (and Liz Lemon, obviously):

I’m 27. I went through puberty to the sounds of NSYNC. They were the first concert I ever went to see. My sisters and I broke our family’s VCR because we watched their “NSYNC-’N The Mix” home video of their first tour too many times in a row and it overheated. I went to see his 20/20 tour with my sister a few years

I'm glad this exists, but anyone else kind of weirded out that it's kind of like dropping off a rental at blockbuster?

Yes! Thank you. We all did go see Knocked Up right after graduation practice. And then had an impromptu party with a lot of the same group of people in August after seeing Superbad. (Celine Dion’s “it’s all coming back to me now" starts playing in the background.)