Also, just avoid cruises.

Hollywood: where you gotta be at least 27 to play a high schooler but no older than 25 to play a 30something.

Shower robe? Curtain?

See? The system works! Actresses just need to make all their money by 25, then use the rest of their lives to tell stories about the time they were young enough to be captured on film.

Agreed. Just because she took what little advantage she could of a screwed up system doesn’t mean she can’t still rail against it now.

I happen to like Anne. I think she’s talented. But telling someone the first time you’ve hung out that they’re a “magnificent creature” might be a bit much? Maybe more for a second meeting. Or a wedding toast. Eulogy?

Ummm yeah you can definitely still be upset about it because it’s fucked up.

My boyfriend is... frugal. We live together and split the expenses in half. The thing is, I also have a son who I am solely financially responsible for and I make about $25k less than my boyfriend. He was constantly lecturing me about saving a larger percentage of my income (apparently Mr. Money Mustache recommends…

I totally disagree, I think people use the “let’s just split the check down the middle thing” to be the cheap asshole. I have in-laws with kids that do this regularly and will trick you into “trying” their dish - ONE BITE and then claiming you “split it” when the check comes, so the bill should be split, even though I…

Frugality is the art of spending money wisely. Why spend $100 per month on electricity if you can cut it to $90 by shutting off the lights when you leave the room, for example? There’s nothing wrong with budgeting and knowing where your money goes.

Only vaguely on topic, but lookie what found today! Or, well, more accurately the cat phobic 13 year old down the street found and gave to me to make not die.

I guess in conjunction with your tom tom gps unit you can create a purr-fectly scenic route without going a-stray.

I console myself on all cleanliness related issues that my aunts who kept their homes and children spotless are the ones whose kids had allergies and at least one weird autoimmune thing.

What about “123password”, that’s gotta be a good one. I mean really, who puts the numbers at the front of their password. It’s genius, I tell you.

That must have been one hell of a eulogy.

Take all my stars. All of them. Forever. Every star I star somewhere else will really be a star for this.

So a week after I started this job, a guy who no longer worked at the publication I worked for died in a car accident. I never met him, and he was a copy editor so it wasn’t like I was familiar in any way with him through what he wrote.
But nevertheless, the EOC said everyone needed to go. So I went. And somehow the…

FTW: my husband and I went to our former boss’ mother’s funeral. After his sister read a ‘poem’ about their mother—which was just a ten minute long list of things she liked (She liked the color blue. She liked smoking cigarettes...)- our former boss stepped to the front of the room and hit play on a small, old school…

I am going to keep this one short and sweet.