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"We're all diminished by this." He is really lovely. Simple as that.

I'm amazed that Ahmadinejad did something remotely progressive and oh, I don't know, finally pulled his balls out of their storage case in the office of the Velayat-e Faqih and demonstrated that culture and a Muslim-majority society are not incongruous and that free will is sort of vital. This is probably more about

I'm not Iranian, I just study Iran and Afghanistan for a living, and I get pretty much the same feeling, so you're not alone. There are many a day in my office where I'll read something and ask myself: "WTF IRAN?" There are others sharing your pain! And as an American in the here and now, I definitely appreciate the

He's just pissed off that it wasn't some Muslim extremist doing this to kick-off Ramadan with an attempt at a free pass to Jannah. If the default position for the nutbags is Islamophobia, when that doesn't pan out, they immediately go to the whole, "America is being punished by God for (insert something the loons find

Oh, so you mean they'd have a good old fashioned childhood. And by "old fashioned" I of course mean filled with non-digitized internalized angst, pouting, driving our parents insane, crying jags, ostracization by peers, and mean girls. How did I make it through adolescence without Facebook? I guess I'll never know.

I weighed-in at 10 lbs. 2 oz. and my mother is a Breast Cancer Survivor of a month. Just what I need is one more thing to add to my only child syndrome: that my sheer girth was somehow connected to my mother's cancer. Wait until she hears this...

I think she's the most likeable Palin. Is that possible? She is totally unfiltered and that is just kind of refreshing.

I agree! The difference between Miss Maryland and Jezebel in this instance is that Miss Maryland has class. You don't get that from being beautiful or winning a pageant or pledging a sorority.

I always hang out in the stall and wait for the other person to leave. Now I feel normal compared to your friend.

LOL Of course, of course! I'll make sure to post a full rundown of Kappa Kappa Shitshow.

Aww, thanks for the tips! This is really helpful. I'm excited and I'm not sure if it's for all the girly time or the epic shit show that is about to be unleashed in August. I just don't want to be found hiding in a closet or running down through the back yard to the nearest bar because I can't take the influx of

CANNOT WAIT. And the fact that recruitment was "calmer" fills me with a combination of excitement and terror.

Last fall, I decided to pledge as an alumnae at the university where I'm doing my graduate work because I thought it would be fun to get involved with something on-campus, build some connections, and get some networking opportunities in place for post-graduation. Another grad student was my "Big" and I went through

I literally just started calling my mother "Big Edie" after my Dad died and now my friends all call her "Big Edie," and my kids will probably call her "Big Edie," too, after I indoctrinate them in the womb into the cult of Grey Gardens. My grandmother was actually named "Edith" and I called her "Grandmom" which my

We have a winner!

I'd definitely put it in my husband's coffee, but it might be totally lost on him since he's the kind of person that eats bacon chocolate and tries things off the menu "because it looks interesting and I have a fast metabolism." I might try it in my coffee, which is a whole new level of something, but at least I know

I think I've seen to many of these ads and memes on TV and Facebook (I also grew-up in Massachusetts when he was governor, so I've had more exposure than most). Last night I had a dream that I was having a torrid affair with Mittens. This morning I woke-up and made a new rule called the "No Spicy Foods After 8pm" Rule

If Kate Upton is "fat" than I should be removed from my bedroom via crane.

That sounds utterly epic and just like something I would do! Now I have a use for the discarded bras mingling in my dresser drawer. Thanks!!! x

I'd like to be able to have a sports bra that doesn't let my boobs move. At all. I always end-up with a bouncing uniboob, which makes me feel even more self-conscious. I guess I should look at my mother who walks every single day and she literally only has one boob as a recent breast cancer survivor. She either puts