I asked my gyno (which my iPhone tried to autocorrect to “gunk,” heh) about it once. She called it leftovers and said we just had to deal with it.

I just want to talk about it...in all its graphic detail. The word “vaginal” will probably cause some serious pearl clutching; but adding discharge to it will cause a stroke! He needs to know in excruciating detail everything about the female reproductive system. Like vaginal discharge and periods shits!

I would like him to know about my most hated part of menstruation...when you think that is is done, so you stop using pantyliners and tampons, only for your uterus to have one last bit of uterine lining to push out 2 days later. Another pair of underpants bites the dust.

Thanks for the explanation. I cannot believe this is all happening. WTF

The article says that some website - GoNavy.jp - tracks the locations of all US aircraft carriers. Isn’t .jp the domain for Japan? Why is a Japanese website tracking the location of US aircraft carriers?

That makes me feel a teeny, tiny bit better. But it still doesn’t seem good.

Well, I read on the Captivate on the elevator* on my way back from lunch that the US was moving tanks to Eastern Europe, in support of NATO, in case of Russian aggression. I am now comfort eating...

Yep. 20+ years ago when I was a cheerleader, then on my school’s pom squad, we paid for everything. I washed cars, work concessions at bingos, sold candy, etc., etc., to buy new uniforms, poms, pay for camp, and competitions. We had a squad treasurer for chrissakes, who kept track of all the spending and fund…

My family has a private page where we share news, let people know when stuff is happening, etc. Even when I told them all I wasn’t going to be checking FB, people would forget to text or call me, so I would find out weeks later when stuff happened. That’s probably the only reason I won’t give it up totally.

The workers also couldn’t speak to each other at lunch.

His dislike for them has nothing to do with diversity or because they are queer, he dislikes them because they suck and are overplayed. Completely legitimate. If you dislike his articles so much, stop reading them. He is trying not to pay attention to them, but they keep getting shoved in his face, which makes him…

I got into a real life fight with an actual friend about Vaguebooking. Basically, I posted something, the friend Vaguebooked in such a way that it seemed to be in response to my post - and was super shitty. I commented something like, “Is this because of my post?” and they got all indignant, “Everything is not…

I don’t allow Vaguebooking on my newsfeed anymore. I had several “friends” who did that constantly. But what drove me crazy were the people who continued to feed it/enable it! For fuck’s sake, just stop giving them attention!

Ah! That explains things. Thanks for the twitter tutorial!

I didn’t know you could turn them off...Maybe I would like it more without the retweets. I’ll have to turn them off and see.

I find it very hard to follow. And so many people just retweet, which I don’t care for that much. I’d prefer to see their original thoughts. Or at least be able to separate them out easier. I just found it to be so messy and unorganized. Did not like.

I do the same thing - if I know i’m going to eat anything fatty, must be at home or able to get to a bathroom quickly.

Do you know if the replacement brush heads for the original MIAs fit the MIA Fit? I just put a new one on, and the damn thing will not charge. And, I got another replacement for Christmas from my mom. I want to try the Fit because it looks better, ergonomically.

It’s not just for tweens. I’ve never actually seen a tween in a Lush store. I first used it when I was in my 20s when some roommates brought me back stuff from London. A few years later they finally opened a store up in Chicago. I don’t use their stuff as much anymore - I’m a product whore and like to try new…

I pee a lot too. When my sister was pregnant she used to tease me because I would have to stop 3 times on a 3 hour car ride. She only had to pee once. It’s a nice excuse to get up and walk around.