Well, there’s a phrase I never thought I’d say. But I know there are some folks out there suffering from sleep apnea...if this thing actually gets made, it might help you out!
I don’t know exactly where else to ask this, so I’ll just ask it here, because why not? GT is an awesome community of people with a wide variety of life experiences. I have a question - several, actually - about sex addiction.
You guys, I try not to whine, but I’ve just frickin’ had it with this week. My dad’s health is failing and he’s really tired of being alive. So I spent last weekend hanging out with him and just trying to get as much Dad as I can before he shuffles off.
I don’t give a good goddamn about Kristin Cavallari and I seem to have completely missed the humor of dedicating 500 days of any journalistic energy to her at all.
A discussion with Ezra Holbrook, professional musician and music booker in Portland, OR, on how to make friends and influence booking agents.
That's right, I am wearing my yoga pants and two tank tops and my hair in cockeyed side knots at work. And I am taking the elevator for two floors up (and down!) while eating Doritos. Because my 55-year-old aunt has a brain tumor that is probably going to kill her in the most dehumanizing way inside of about 2…
I can't lie. I'm so excited for the new season.
Okay, so I know that the Myers-Briggs type indicator has been somewhat pooh-poohed by psych professionals for some time, but I kind of don't care. Because GT isn't a psych journal; it's more of a cocktail party, you know? So anyway. Hey baby, what's your MB type?
Cancer runs in my family - or perhaps I should say: cancer runs my family. My mother, 2 of her 3 sisters and one of their children, both of her brothers, her father, my father and his mother, sister and brother have all suffered from at least one form of cancer. Some of them have died of it. Cancer is just a thing we…
Not the MLK kind of dream, just your standard, garden-variety nightmare about traveling.
I'm sorry if you are now stuck on "Putting on the Ritz" and find yourself singing the Monster's part from "Young Frankenstein": "PUH-IN ON AH ITTTTZZZ" Here's a picture of some pug puppies trying to figure things out. After the jump, some serious nasty stuff.
Having an extra half cup size in my poor, swollen, H-cup boobs.
Hey y'all, so this creeps me out a little and I'm brand new to the phenomenon, so I thought I would ask the more seasoned crowd:
Today was actually so frustrating that I made this animated GIF to express exactly how I'm feeling.
Hey y'all, your pal Paleo Speedwagon here, signing on from a city everyone else thinks is hilarious, which it detests in earnest. We do everything earnestly here.
Hey y'all - after reading that post that StudentOfLife shared about the woman who's fat and happy, I got really inspired to knit my own bikini.
Someday, I might fit into a size 12. But in the meantime, my juicy, plus-size rear end needs some TIGHTS, yo!
Got kissing on the brain right now. Shrug. #dealwithit
And the only prescription is more eShakti!