I like making large batches of quinoa - it only uses one pot (for my amount, anyway).

Uhhhm, ah, yes I do sadly enough. Shortly after I started following him, he tweeted Shakespeare during a soccer match and I was done fighting it after that. 300% done.

Is basically my reaction to that last gown...and the gold/black tea length dress.

Me too. I'd wear it every chance I got. Running errands? Going grocery shopping? Seeing my doc? Might as well look fierce as hell.

I am in love with this collection. That sheer/gold gown? To die for. Or the red dresses. I'd wear those any day of the week. Actually, I'd wear practically every piece here any day of the week.

Oh man, my heart grew three sizes after listening to this. You can hear the love these two have for each other.

Good LORD. I think we're tied for "most pathetic person ever" because -full confession- I, too, stumbled upon Hiddles reading assorted poems and almost DIED. I break those out (as well as Benedict Cumberbatch reading Keats' 'Ode to a Nightingale') when I'm too anxious to sleep. Sexy British men with their sexy, smoky…

First: your daughter sounds awesome. And I'm going to echo what someone else said but I hope you can discuss with her the myriad ways Twilight is problematic. And, hey, if she loves vampires so much, break out those vampire books straight away!

Oh hon, I totally know how you feel. My work/financial situation is so unstable at the moment that I sometimes feel I can't take care of myself much less a dog...but I want one so much! And I definitely do what you do (my mom is a saint for putting up with all the times I've sent her links to adoptable dogs in my…

For all the Jezzies who helped me with my "crazy landlady" questions a couple weeks back. I thought things were going better because we'd discussed boundaries and she'd agreed to scale things back...until tonight, when I came home to find a GODDAMN CHORE CHART posted in my bathroom, detailing weeks when I or my fellow…

Oh, oh god. I got to the quote and my legs crossed themselves. That is just...I CANNOT. Ouch.

Hot damn, Crystal Renn. That dress is GORGE and her pose is working it. Karlie Kloss' haircut is adorable, and similar to my own which makes me happy. And LORD ALMIGHTY Patricia Clarkson is a beautiful lady and that dress just matches so perfectly with her skin and hair color. That picture of her laughing with Michael…

If I find a dog who steals my heart (like the aforementioned Bogart), I'll send her links. She's a saint for humoring my crazy-dog-lady tendencies, but she too can deny cute dogs. I don't know how. I'm so glad I'm not the only one who does this! haha

I already posted this comic on Jez in response to someone else losing a beloved pet, but it helped me through the loss of my own dog so I hope it brings you a bit of comfort too. The artist, Bill Watterson, drew this in memorial of his cat, who was the inspiration for Hobbes.

Oh Zachary Quinto. I had a crush on you watching Heroes, then you made my knees all wibbly when you were Spock, and NOW LOOK AT YOU loving all the dogs and wanting a Rizzo of your own. My heart!

haha I do. I can't adopt a dog right now for various reasons (financial , but I want a dog so badly. My mom can always tell when I've been looking at adoptable dogs online because I'll tell her things like "his name was Bogart and he had a little mustache and I just wanted to cuddle him FOREVER."

I once witnessed a pretty traumatic car accident on the freeway after my mom's car broke down. I didn't have a cell phone and hers had died inexplicably. When we got home, my dog was going bananas. He wouldn't let me put him down, insisting on snuggling with me until I stopped shaking. According to my dad, who was…

This kind of reminds me of that HIMYM episode where Barney starts dancing with some lady without ever having looked at her face, and at the end of the night, he realizes he's been all over his cousin all night.

The word I like to use is "shattered." At that point, I felt like life had knocked me down one too many times and all I was made of was shattered glass barely pieced together. It was...a dark time. But high school rolled around and I had some phenomenal teachers who encouraged my weirdness and taught me how to not…

I have no words. That is so awful, I am so sorry you had to go through something like that. It's one thing when a bunch of kids gang up on another kid, it's quite another for a parent to be victimizing a kid and for the school to be discussing those things with other students. I'm actually shaking with anger on your…