When I get Toxic Shock Syndrome I am going to be so pissed. Thanks, Tiny Republican Government.

I should probably note that my mother is actually diagnosed bipolar, so I probably shouldn't have based my ideas about depression on her, but I did anyway.

Is he actually the reanimated corpse of Johnny Depp? He is looking ...grayish...or something.

I am into this. I find it less disturbing than Botox or peels where you burn off a layer of your skin. Plus, snails are cute.

I would do this. I like snails and it's more gentle than say a chemical peel.

This is how my depression generally manifests as well. I didn't really recognize it either because my mother's depression involved lots of crying and obsession with sad events in the news etc. Exercise and diet help a lot, but sometimes I need more help than that and its a good idea to talk to someone. Antidepressants…

One of my friend's husband likes to point out that a side effect of anti—depressants is suicidal thoughts like it must be a conspiracy and obviously that means no one needs them. I now only hang with her when he's not around because dude you have no idea what it's like in my head without meds.

What he meant was it used to be much easier to ignore the mentally ill and it would make his life more comfortable if he didn't actually have to see anything that might possibly be upsetting.

Damn. Someone should have told me years ago that my mother's bipolar disorder was made up. Then I would have realized all those manic phases followed by an inability to even leave the house weren't really happening and we both would have felt much better!

The night before my wedding the groom and I are wandering around a crowded Bourbon Street (1 month pre-Katrina) when he suddenly says "Holy shit" and starts sprinting off down the street. I finally find him begging a giant man in a bathrobe for an autograph. And that is how I learned who Mick Foley is.

I was very disappointed I missed the Oscar dela Hoya sighting, but in hindsight that was probably for the best.

In high school I went on a trip to NYC with my communications class. I saw an incredibly orange Kenny Rogers getting out of a limo. I ran up to him, babbled nonsense, and took 17 pictures with a disposable camera like I thought I was the paparazzi. He looks terrified in every single picture.

So if my husband and I binge watch together are we lonely together? I feel like we do it when we are tired and sick or just because Netflix added a new season and we aren't busy.

Not only that but she claimed she had no trouble attracting men with her plainness and her weight. Miraculous.

I can understand doing it for private reasons, like to really be able to see if you're doing poses right. I don't get the appeal of posting to Facebook. Unless it's something super difficult, and then I can sort of see wanting to brag about it. But I do not look cool doing yoga, so I'm never filming it or letting…

Our mutt is fascinated by my attempts at yoga. Sometimes she just plops wherever I need to put a hand or foot. Or snuggling up next to me. Or taking the opportunity to give forbidden face kisses. Or just standing on me. Whatever she feels like I'm the moment.

In fairness, Ethan had kind of a rough period himself and managed to come hotter than before. Which is ideal. Maybe Johnny can recover from this.

Absolutely. First thing I thought of when reading it.

I was in love with him at one point because he was hot. And then he got involved with the West Memphis Three case ( which occurred in my state) and I thought it was worth it to have loved him through the hotel trashing phase because he obviously had some kind of concern for justice and others. And now...I really don't…

I'm horrified and impressed with this line of thinking. Also those little arms are incredibly disturbing.