i think it's going to start grounding itself. a lot of shows that become hits have a rough first season. s1 of parks and rec left a lot to be desired.
i think it's going to start grounding itself. a lot of shows that become hits have a rough first season. s1 of parks and rec left a lot to be desired.
i don't understand runny egg love either. i just don't.
I promise you that I would. Not because I was so great, but because this was that bad.
Once I switched to showering at night, my hair woes disappeared. Put it up in a twisty bun thing overnight, and POOF, CURLS. All I gotta do is get bangs damp and curl them under with the blowdryer. Life changing!
I think you're supposed to spackle or bedazzle them or some damn thing now.
WORD. I've burned a lot of love letters, man. It's cathartic shit. (Don't do it at 1 AM in a public park though or you might have police out asking you what the fuck you're doing..... or so I've heard)
I have a cube-shaped pink digital clock (Mr. Inq insists it's orange but what does he know? It was pink when I got it so it's still pink) that I got when I was eight. I'm 35 now and it still works and I've kept it through all of my several moves. It's in my office now and it is totally not sort-of orange due to age.
I'm sorry, did I wander into some parallel hedge fund universe where we all have walk-in closets? Were I to step into my closet I would promptly knock myself unconscious by hitting my head on the overstuffed hanging rod. When I awoke I would surely find myself covered in scattered "pliios" and "designer pima cotton…
I assumed that we were matching the hangers to the clothes. As one might expect for a grown up person with grown up clothes.
I do have this fantasy that someday I will buy a whole set of those colorful faux-velvet hangers (that keep things from slipping off like a boss) and organize the whole closet by type: Black for Formal, Green for Fun and Awesome, Blue for Woooork, Purple for Husband's Stuff, Red for Seriously You Haven't Worn This In…
I did have love letters. Lots of them. At some point I imposed some organization- one manila envelope for each major relationship. Shortly after I married, at age 31, I decided that I wouldn't want my future child to find these letters after my future death, so I disposed of them. I plunked them right in the…
Now, I'm seeing a penis wearing grand wizard robes with a really pointed head. Thank you for the mental issue.
I *love* how he used "recovering" and "addict" to try to elicit sympathy. No, dude - you are just an asshole. Or maybe you were an asshole. People can change - but only if you own it, and not act like being an asshole is something beyond your control.
Meh. Even when I was single with no kids, I never thought the moms were slackers. This woman was a dick and, I hate it when people have to have something to happen to them to change their dickish ways.
I have heard this a LOT from women in my profession and it makes me very excited about having kids. My boss and mentor has three children and she is hands down the best, most organized and professional person I've ever worked under. Everyone adores her because she works hard, gets shit done within normal business…
I read this article the other day and look, I'm glad that she understands the perspective of mothers (and I should say, parents) now that she has a kid, but there is something about this that really rubs me the wrong way. I'm a childless woman and I've worked in a supervisory or co supervisory role with all types of…
Don't schedule meetings with anyone, parent or not, at 4:30 pm. Unless you are a monster.
I am a mom who works, and one of the best thing about having the kids is that I have a foolproof excuse to skip the stupid happy hours after work. Before the babies, I had to make up excuses to avoid this. We already worked together all day, I don't need to sit around and bitch about work after work with people I…
I love Joan Didion, and yet I always get the feeling, to this day...she's def the kind of WASPy girl who would not fuck with me. Like a mean girl in the classiest, to-the-manor-born way.
Oh, fuck off you gigantic piles of fucking shit for humans. There are goddamn programs to help with things like reactive attachment disorder and if you had contacted DHS with your concerns and let them know about the bind you were in, they could have helped you find appropriate support and probably worked along with…