I’m reminded of something Khloe said on Howard Stern about the Kardashian “haters.” She basically said that they don’t really care that much because they know every time someone says something about them, that person is just trying to get press. I guess that’s how I feel about people that are THAT outspoken about the…

JK Simmons in anything, that news is fantastic

I’m with you. I get that hating on the Kardashians is supposed to show how intelligent you are or whatever, but frankly? Unless you actually have a reason to be talking about her (like, she ran over your handbag or something), trying to be bitchy to her for no good reason just makes you look sad and thirsty. So you…

Did sh seriously attempt to diss Chloe? Haha jokes on you Kim Chloe has more talent in her left pinkie than you could dream of. She could pull a Jodie foster and quit Hollywood to go do a degree and Come back and win a Oscar

She’s an attention whore, not a sex whore.

I’m kind of amazed sometimes (no, I’m not) that people care so much about what a grown woman decides to do with her body. So it’s attention-seeking, who cares. She has an awesome body, and it is definitely something she has worked to create, both the body and the public image, and if she wants to show it off ... cool.

This is my face whenever I have to deal with sexism in the workplace

Because Tyra crazy.

This is the homage Nina Simone would have expected.

Well, the point of cookie sales breaks down like this (I was a top cookie seller back in the day):

No, I don’t like them — I think they taste like the cardboard boxes they come in.

I have this terrible pain in all the diodes down my left side....

I’m just glad that there’s a story about the Girl Scouts that doesn’t involve a conservative nutbag damning those adorable, young girls to hell. I’m glad that they had fun.

Those people he killed were parents of kids as well so he actually left several children motherless and/or fatherless.

I had been so stressed out from trying and not getting pregnant that I decided “Fuck it. I’m enjoying my NYE” and wouldn’t you know it the very next day I just felt pregnant. Took a test and sure enough knocked up. I think life just likes to play tricks on us.

The whole “better safe than sorry” vein of “helpful” pregnancy advice is the bane of my 14-weeks-pregnant existence. I swear these people won’t be happy until I’m just going through life living off of kale and surrounded by bubble wrap. Fuck em, I say, and then I eat prosciutto and blackberries for breakfast.

Or, you could do what I did, which was go to the doc for the official blood test, because I wanted to be pregnant but it would’ve been too early for the pee stick to tell. Went to Vegas with my husband the weekend before he was deploying to Afghanistan for six months, and either wanted to know and be happy, or drink…

Would this have happened if they named her Anne, with an e?