I was sorting through posts, and realized I’m currently fulfilling my prediction.

Exactly!! I was just formulating this response while I scrolled, but you beat me to it.

If I somehow make it to 65 (or if I get a terrible, financially-draining illness), my plan is to find heroin and have a sweet OD. Haven’t ever even seen heroin, but old episodes of Intervention make it seem pretty much like being euthanized. Having no tolerance, I figure a wallop should do me in.

OMG, I am so happy my kids are over the age of 16 and I never again have to revisit a Disney film. I disliked them as a kid (but, what else could you see in the theater in the late 70s?), and counted myself lucky to have boys, so I avoided pretty much all of it. Not a fan of animation, outside of the Simpsons (ok,…

This is all I could think of while Edwards was speaking....

You very obviously have children, or you hid a recording device in my home when my boys were 7-12 years old. :)

Oh, there are *plenty* incidences of Random Capitalization. The lack exclamation points is curious, though.

Yeah, my training is in microbiology, so I kinda have a thing for evidence-based treatment and peer-reviewed results. I get you, 100%. Thanks for the feedback!

That tidbit was a gut-punch for me, as well. What a fucking predatory creep.

Same. I escaped the mentally abusive narcissist when, after 19 years, he laid a hand on me. See, the mental damage didn’t seem like others would see it as “real,” but physical contact fits society’s idea of abuse. I’m just happy I finally left.

Interesting about cat calls. I was thinking, “gee, I must finally be looking my age (or men are not being creepy?), I don’t get catcalls these days.” Then, I remembered that I have music or podcasts coming into my ears about 95% of the time I’m in public. I could test it, but that would necessitate (ugh)…

As do I. My anxiety level just skyrockets with the fighting (and the overproduction). I prefer to relax with a nice serial killer documentary or the better world that is Black Mirror. We all need to cope however we can, because this has to end, eventually, right? Please?  

Exactly. I hadn’t heard anything about her latest word salad, but coincidentally, I was talking to someone this morning about how, if I got to choose one “celebrity” to never, ever hear from again, it would be Dunham. That whole bizarre story with her dog, her incessant, rambling statements and just her general vibe…

Could it be, maybe (fingers crossed) that this is the end of “Megyn Kelly Today Today,” and also the beginning of “Megyn Kelly Today Tomorrow”? Or “Megyn Kelly Today Today Today”?

Exactly this. The first time I went to my current yoga studio and saw the nice tray of a variety of tampons, I was thrilled that anybody had this specific type of thoughtfulness. I strive to be The Gal Who Always Has A Tampon To Give.

When Pam is being interviewed about Jim interviewing for the job in NYC, and he opens the door and asks her to dinner. She gets all flustered and teary, and I get chills and teary. Right up there with the Casino Night moment, for me.

Our local high school is called Rocky Mountain High. As the rare atheist in a heavily Mormon area, I giggle that it apparently never occurred to them that they essentially named their fancy-schmancy school Weed.

I’ve seen enough bullshit in the last year to make me think I was pretty damned beyond shock. But that fucking Ziegler quote...it’s been a bit since my jaw for-reals dropped.

I flip the peace sign. Inside, I am flipping them off, but outside, I hope maybe my sign will at least give them pause. They probably get flipped off ALOT. :)