My grandmother taught me lots of "Murphy's Laws" like "If something can go wrong, it will." Or "If you leave things alone, they will go from bad to worse." Or, something like "don't argue with a fool or you'll look like one yourself." I've found that last one to come in pretty darn handy in political discussions.

Huh. My grandmother and mother taught me the same thing! I still rely on an alarm clock when I *absolutely have to be up* but otherwise, I just think of the time before I go to sleep, and it does the trick!

My neighbor has bees, too. The first time I saw her in her beekeepers suit out my kitchen window early one morning (pre-coffee), I was seriously like WTF and thought I must be hallucinating.

OMG I totally could have contributed to this blog while I was looking for an apartment in NJ (near NYC). Actually, these are nothing compared to what I saw in NJ.

this gif wins the internets.

HELLS TO THE YEAH.

Definitely BINDER CLIPS. all sizes.

It's hard to measure as it changes during the school year. I'm a tenure track assistant professor. Most weeks during the semester I work around ~50 teaching, prepping, grading, research etc. If I have a deadline, or if it's advisement season (with kids signing up for classes), it's more. During the summer, I probably…

Good lord, way to be a book snob.

Huh. All these years I've been flushing tampons and have NEVER had a problem. And I've been living in the same home for 10+ years. If a place is old with a sign that says not to flush anything, then I don't, but otherwise, I've never worried about it.

What about the regular cardboard applicator tampons? The whole darn thing is flushable!

OK I have to admit something: I'm a TERRIBLE speller. Horrible. I have a PhD and I still can't spell.

will OLTL have Erika Slezak? Viki Buchanan, FTW!

Gah! I just had a mole removed from my arm (it was benign) and let me tell you— an incision and stitches on the arm is PAINFUL as FU&K! I can't even imagine a longer cut that the more than 5 stitches I had.

LOL nice.

No smelly wooden spoons here. And we have some we bought 10+ years ago in London. My Dad (a chef) has wooden spoons he's been using for DECADES.

oh I'd miss dreams! I still have prozac dreams (even from my low dose). they're fantastic, epic movie-like dreams. fascinating, but never upsetting.

Sorry, but I have NO trouble falling asleep. Ever. And I sleep like a rock, not to be woken up by anything. I swear if someone tried to wake me up and tell me the house was on fire, I'd argue with them to let me sleep.

Hell yeah! I'm 36 and I never understood "low rise" jeans. They sit on my hips (ouch) and who the heck wants to see my underwear when I bend over? And I haven't even had kids, and I have a bit of a belly— I'm proud of it— it's all the fine beers I've enjoyed over the years. Yeah, it needs a nice higher, flat front…

How did I miss this— that building (not the tower, the one next to it with the weird black grate) is my old home where I spent 8 years in grad school!