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OH HOLY SHIT — 32 seconds into this I had to resurrect my long-abandoned username to say THIS VIDEO MADE ME NEED XANAX, SALTINES, AND AN ADULT BEVERAGE. I feel like I just licked paint, chewed styrofoam, and clawed the blackboard.
Headed to curl up in the space between the fridge and the wall now and rock in the

(Also, I hate the old-new kinja no-editing, because clearly I commented a few spaces too low in the thread. It’s Friday. This will require more of All The Remedies.)

OH HOLY SHIT — 32 seconds into this I had to resurrect my long-abandoned username to say THIS VIDEO MADE ME NEED XANAX, SALTINES, AND AN ADULT BEVERAGE. I feel like I just licked paint, chewed styrofoam, and clawed the blackboard.
Headed to curl up in the space between the fridge and the wall now and rock in the

Yeah. Their super-effective, always err on the side of the rapey, rapey asshole, appeals process. That ideals-governed process WORKS EVERY TIME.

Exactly. It’s a different world.

I am losing my shit over this.

I use plain old cornstarch with a powder brush. (It doesn’t last forever but it is cheap, and although powdery, doesn’t get sticky stuff all over.) The bodyglide dusting powder is supposed to be good, though I haven’t tried it. I’m going to try Underworks cotton ‘bloomers’ (boyshorts-ish, but 100% cotton (because

Talenti Gelato FTW — salted caramel?! mmm
Then I found Tillamook Lemonilla bars. (Which may be a Left Coast thing...) Is a good thing they only come in 3 packs, because gaaawwwwd.
Or Haagen Dasz Limoncello Gelato. There seems to be something wrong with those containers, because the stuff disappears. Must be out of the

That’s dumb and judgey. If one exercises, then the core strength is covered. If one’s back is already fucked up, like those who are disabled and have problems standing for even 20 minutes like me and when they have the rare time when they have to wear something dressy and might want to wear shapewear, then it’s a

Yep, some definitely are irredeemable fuckers. My first husband never told me he had herpes. I've never had a breakout, but the virus is in my blood. So, it's superfun to tell every partner how that works, 22 years later.

In college, I was in a big 12-pc. R&B/Motown/etc. band. I was 18 (though at least that qualified me to get into all the bars, and with everyone else being 30+, I never got carded), it was the 80s and things were...wild. I often did the 'I'm looking out in the audience and picking one and taking him home' thing, and

Yes! If he -must- tape the damn thing, it could have been a '1 of 4 people who need help' show...this was just excruciating. The first time he said 'yes,' stop taping and take him. He kept saying he wanted to stop talking/he was getting further agitated _after_ he agreed he needed help. Sweetbabyjeebus FINE take him

And, true — when I do get female bleeding that way, I get a -slight- bit of anxiety about using said exacto knife. Mostly because yes, mom, I'm using it wrong don't bother telling me I always use it that way.
However, I can't remember a single time it's caused uterine bleeding, because while, yes — I probably am

Yep. Same here with Samoas — Serving size: 1 box.

I'm sorry I hadn't replied till now; while I read Jezebel daily, I can't log on to my burner on my phone, so it's only when I want to post that I do. After (obviously) a number of days, I just logged on through my computer.

Seriously? (and not necessarily picking on you specifically and only, but anyone defending their height as a reason to splay) — My ex was 6'5", more than well-endowed, and had a Mazda Miata 2-seater. He not only happily (he loved that car) telescoped his reasonably mid-sized muscular (Army Reservist-then-serving-fit)

Intellectually I understand why people contribute to his defense fund, and certainly he has a right to have people assist him in providing money for both expenses and defense (though certainly union will provide council??) but...just...blech.

I hear you on the antisuicidal benefit of pets...sometimes, it works. And, I'm glad for you having a mom that kept her upbeat attitude close to your heart. It's been a lifelong difficulty (for many reasons — none that I blame her for — it truly has nothing to do with her and tl;dr to explain/she doesn't deserve

Just wanted to reply and say, yes — I hear you. The black dogs of depression suck indeed. I really hate it when someone says "hang in there," but...y'know, do. Earlier this year I tried to explain extreme long-term clinical depression and anxiety and how it can extrapolate into every area of life to someone, and all I

@futurechildstar — keeptryingkeeptryingkeeptrying. <3 I want you to know I hear you. It took 8 years to get a baseline cocktail that worked for me, and over the next 20, I've had to adjust based on life events, hormones, body changes (disability), other med changes. Use _your_ judgment: you have to be your own