The guy I talked about last week? I loosened up about it and we texted all week, which was nice. But now that we've actually met in person, I'm not so sure about him...

The first letter writer's situation triggered a LOOOT of bad feelings in me, about my body, so I scrolled down to the comments to see bitchy bride get schooled (which I did, and it was glorious).

Uh, NOT IF I HAVE A SAY IN IT!

The slur "ching chong" hits pretty close to home for me, having been the recipient for that kind of casual racism. The first time, I was 8 and buying a candy bar at a rest stop convenience store. The cashier looked at me, I said "Hello," and he pulled the corners of his eyes to make them slanted and said "Ah, ching…

Shortly after I turned 21, a few of my friends and I went to an art gallery exhibition where they were serving little cubes of cheese, grapes...and Franzia. For Free. We unashamedly took advantage of such generosity.

I love it!

Bravo and huzzah! I just toasted the passage of this bill with my cup of (now-cold) coffee.

I've been struck by it too, in a "whoa, this is kinda...weird", but at the same time, I love that I'm seeing all that hope. It's easy to be weary at all the loss of life for no damn reason, easy to be angry or to want to give up and say "I want to get off this planet." But Patton Oswalt's post and this Mr. Rogers'…

I had leftover pasta (linguine, kale, cannelini beans, crushed canned tomatoes) that I heated up in a pan - some of the sauce and bits stuck to the pan so I deglazed it with some white wine, added a bit of cream, and mashed an avocado to make a sauce, then tossed the pasta in it with a sprinkle of coarse salt and…

That's awesome about your guy! You deserve a good guy too. I hope things go well with you guys. (And, at least for this super-shy lady, it's easier to be in a group setting initially - so there's not so much pressure and you can scope each other out in a "safe" way.)

Aww thanks! So far, I've just been watching Adventure Time and/or Doctor Who, which is doing a good job. Some fun type songs are probably just what the doctor (hehe) ordered in the meantime.

I met a guy at a party yesterday, and we ended up talking the entire time. I enjoyed his company so when he asked for my number, I gave it to him. He texted me to make sure I got home safe, and all that - and we've been texting all day.

I have woken up still drunk, but I've never had a proper hangover with headache and nausea and the like.

I'll be your girl in the pale pink coat!

I literally choked on the bite of apple fritter I was eating because I laughed so hard at your comment.

That Craig Ferguson song is the perfect summation of why I love Doctor Who so much.

Skyped with my parents just now. My mom wanted to take a picture of me with my dog. This is the result, which she was very excited to email me.

Yep. I was with a male friend and a man we passed shouted "hey, if you get tired of whitey over there, you should get a taste of this dark chocolate" then grabbed his crotch. I scoffed as disdainfully as possible and pulled my friend away who'd opened his mouth to say something. Later, he asked if that happened to me…

Captain America is the shit and 1000% done with all this nonsense.

Wait, seriously? I...that doesn't...what. When was this?