I guess the florist who did the wall for KimYe wedding will never, ever work again. Bummer.......

My dad's a doctor and dealing with the insurance companies is a fucking nightmare. You see pharma companies deliberately marking up drugs that can stand between life and death for desperate people because they can but refusing to spend a dime on developing the next wave of antibiotics until the current ones are…

I would watch the hell out of that show.

Hey you have your completely valid measuring stick for nerd girls, I have my completely made up standards.

Epitome is a terrible word. Seriously.

Happy to help! I wanted to try and cover as much as I could succinctly, and I'm glad I apparently succeeded.

There are some cases where it's helpful to correct (I can't be the only one who was saying "epitome" wrong in my head for years), but just looking at all the responses to this post makes me shake my head in disappointment.

Preach.

When the plaque design was released prior to launch, there were definitely complaints about the woman being presented as passive. If you look at their feet you can see the man and woman are at the same distance from the viewer, but the fact that she's shorter than the man, doesn't have her arm raised, and has her…

When I was 17 and I didn't understand something or have anything to contribute to a conversation, I would pretend to be "bored" by it. Seems like that's what she's doing here. There is nothing at all boring about feminism. When I learn about what other women have done to get women where they are today, I get chills.…

Oh, PLEASE. Like we can't do BOTH. IT'S CALLED STAR TREK: VOYAGER and also the FUTURE. SPACE FEMINISM, LADIES, FEMINISM IN SPACE. WOMEN GET TO WEAR SHINY SILVER JUMPSUITS ALL DAY WHILE DRIVING SPACESHIPS AND AIN'T NOTHING ANY MAN OR MALE ALIEN CAN DO ABOUT IT. GET WITH IT, LANA.

And that, kids, is why we learn to identify poison oak.

As horrible as a lot of the comments are, I have to say that stumbling across the word "overvies" gave me a good 15 minutes of solid laughter.

It's true that it's not about luck, that we are worthy of love. But why does our culture focus so much on becoming "Loveworthy" when a man can finally love us - can't we learn that we are loveworthy without a man's love? Doesn't this send the message that "you're nobody until somebody loves you" which is incredibly…

Aspirational. I don't care. I love it.

So. Many. Feels.

Oh God what did you do to my eyes? They're all red and wet and shit