If they’re on your face, you’ll be sent to a specialized cosmetic surgeon to have them removed. Insurance will usually cover it.

Mythbusters and Dirty Jobs with Mike Rowe were my 2 great loves. They were kinda trashy reality TV but there was some indescribable heart to them.

I was gonna argue, then I realized it would be pointless and people think what they want about strangers on the internet anyway. Plus it took years of therapy in college to get to the point where I’d quit bleaching my kitchen at 4 am because of my mom’s voice in my head, so of course I won’t convince you.

AMEN. My cousin keeps trying to sell my lipsticks (not sure what the brand is because who cares) and I cannot figure out why she thinks I would even care. I wear Babylips or MAC. That’s it.

Jamberry is also interesting for how much they claim “it won’t damage your nails!” when OH YES IT WILL. Use those things long enough and you will shred your nails as badly as acrylics.

I see you’ve met my cousin and her husband who live in Colorado Springs.

YES. THANK YOU. LET SOME OF IT GO I PROMISE NOBODY CARES THAT MUCH.

My mom bitches CONSTANTLY about how we (my sister, my dad, and myself) never did any of the chores “right” and I absolutely hate her for it to this day. I love her, but if I hear her complain that the dishwasher wasn’t “loaded right” one more time, I may kill her. I moved out and it still makes me angry. IT IS LOADED.…

People will throw rocks at Disney for many reasons, but the WDW Marathon is AMAZING for distracting the crap out of you as much as possible. Expensive but worth it.

Congrats! But a question... had you run halfs before this or did you go straight to a full? I’d never recommend anyone start with a full (or even a half, really....10ks are your friend, people) purely because learning these logistics and fueling strategies and injury patterns takes a lot of trial and error. I ran 8…

I’m bothered by that letter on at least 3 different levels.

Anyone who has met a geologist knows that.

Uhhh....right. I think you may be assuming some things. I was a weird anime nerd kid who happened to live 30 minutes from the school I attended for a variety of reasons. My parents gave me a beat up old explorer and gas money they didn’t have to drive me, and I spent the money I earned from filing in my dad’s office…

I was in an accelerated program that was segregated from the rest of the school, so I finished a year and a half of college by the time I graduated. I think if I’d been trapped in the mainstream program, I’d have gone nuts. Scratch that, I know I would have. The district has since done away with that program and most…

Every time someone calls it that, I contemplate how to get my dad and his retired mining engineer friends to play it. Nobody loves spreadsheets like old mining engineers.

Yeah for me it is an issue of ad revenue. If they aren’t getting compensated, it doesn’t bug me as much, but if I’m even indirectly paying someone whose views I find repugnant....ehhhhhh. I don’t go to certain restaurants in my city, even though I love the food, because I know the owners financially supported…

...I’m really weird in that I’d happily go back to being 16. I had a car that I did NOT pay for the gas, I had an easy job that paid OK because nepotism, and as long as I kept my GPA above a 3.7, I could do whatever I wanted and my parents wouldn’t bat an eye. 16 and 17 were more fun than my first year of college tbh.…

I was a single female in college and also day one purchaser and I had literally the same experience: took days off, finished as fast as I could, sat in my apartment crying at about 4 in the morning because I was so heartbroken. I liked most of the game but the ending just stomped all over everything.

Trying to get a quote for my car was an ordeal...until I started using my dad’s name and email address. All of a sudden, dealers that were insisting on me coming in or wanted phone calls were returning his emails with a concise quote and no bullshit. What was funny about the whole thing is that I was buying the most…

I mean the good news is that by the time this is all over (assuming that humans still exist and cephalopods aren’t the dominant species) we will all be ready to become constitutional scholars and lawyers because we’ve all been reading so much about this stuff. All in an obsessive quest to try to get him impeached.