The creature says, and I quote Shelley, “I ought to be thy Adam.” Dr. Frankenstein called him “creature”, “fiend”, “spectre”, “the demon”, “wretch”, “devil”, “thing”, “being”, and “ogre”. Maybe check your copy of the novel.

You are absolutely correct. Frankenstein was the scientist. The monster had no other name than “Frankenstein’s Monster.”

Oh, sweet baby Jesus, that is the nastiest “food” I’ve ever seen. It’s like a soup. Condensed milk? WTF?

How much does McDonald’s pay?

Pitt always looks like he needs to shower. Dude looks stanky.

Ivanka?

I have two Norwegian Forest cats. They’re similar in size. They have an undercoat and a topcoat of fur. If they aren’t brushed regularly, they develops mats. Samuel is incredibly social with me, but doesn’t like strangers. His brother, Marshmallow, never met a stranger. So, I don’t think their personalities are all…

Growing up, my grandmother had peacocks and peahens roaming her estate. They are filthy, lice-ridden, poop propellants. They scream all the time. I will admit to having fun chasing them.

Productive? I don’t think he’s ever done anything except write inane Twitter and Instagram posts. He was in a bad movie with his dad. What has he done that doesn’t scream “I’m a spoiled brat with famous parents?”

You are not alone in your thinking. I feel the same. If I had something, I would be able to socialize better. I have social anxiety so bad that I can’t stand anybody in my house except for my mom and, obviously, my partner. I feel paralyzed and envy people who can feel comfortable in most situations. From the outside,…

He really looks like Tig Notaro now.

Love your username!

Off topic, but you’re completely correct. Oz was so much cuter than creepy square-face Angel. I confess to finding Giles and Spike attractive, as well.

I only watch the Housewives shows about Beverly Hills and Dallas. I’ll certainly concede that others might be worse.

Worst Bravo humans are on Vanderpump Rules. That’s why I love it.

I’ve used a professional framer for my larger cross stitch pieces. They stretch the fabric somehow so it won’t pucker under the glass.

I’ve spent a lot of time in Charleston in the summer. My mother’s side of the family lives there. June is often hot. But, it’s the humidity that makes it almost unbearable to me. I always feel like I’m breathing through a hot, wet towel. But, Charleston is lovely and there’s plenty to do.

Well, all righty then.

It’s the teeny little hands that creep me out.

You’re right. She is the only person I know who has BPD. I don’t know how much is shitty personality and how much is BPD. She claims it’s all BPD.