Well, shit. Okay, look, everyone hold on. I gotta go divorce my husband, okay? I swear I'll be right back.

We had a copy in the house when I was twelve or thirteen. No idea how it got there or where it went after, but I've decided it magically showed up to entrance me with wonderfully terrible purple prose and then left to find the next young teen woman who would remember it was ridiculous with fondness, by a new copy at a…

I answered honestly, was told I was dateless, and loved that it told me I should ask more about HIM when I answered that I WOULD ask about him. Because I would. Because I am a human being interested in human beings and not a piece of meat to be hooked. But since I also talked about myself, I must not really care.

As a mostly reformed conversation kidnapper (I still trip up sometimes), I would offer the following considerations for Letter #1: 1) Are you annoyed by her in some way that isn't the incessant talking? 2) Do you feel you can be polite/comfortable enough with her to politely mention your concern about the incessant…

My guy and I actually had to have a discussion about exactly that response because he'd had people who would use it as a blanket question any time he appeared to be in a mood, so we had to work of getting to the point where we could say, "Hey, trying not to assume, but have you eaten recently?"

It's especially bad when it's first thing in the morning, and I'm hungry AND not fully awake yet. He's a total morning person, so we had a few good bickers about how he needs to just give me a lot of space until I initiate conversation. Just this morning, he came up to me and said, "Are you awake enough so I can tell…

The "tone" argument is a regular in our house. Both of us have a pitch that can set the other off quick because we associate it with incoming assholery, and it's usually that one of us needs a snack.