My cat's name: Lucinda Williams. What I call her: Lucinda, Lu, Lucie, Cinda, Cinders, Cinder Cat, Cindarella, LuLu, Cinda Lu, Lucie Lu (NOT Lucy Liu), Cindy Lu, and Her Royal Highness Lucinda Williams the Cat: Queen of Eye Boogers, Fatty Fat Fat

The whole reason I have cats instead of kids is because they're easier and cheaper.

Missed this post last April. I'm intrigued by the "mostly unavailable by fall" because I just placed an order for pants and some sweaters and things in those departments seemed normal.

VS stopped selling real clothes

Can we get rid of CNN at every single gate next? I swear, if I ever meet the person who started the "let's put TVs at every single gate and set the volume so it's just loud enough to be annoying but not loud enough to understand what anyone is saying," I'm going to punch him/her in the fucking throat.

I was going to post that I can't believe someone is getting paid to write this, but I'm at work right now and getting paid to read it.

That's a lot of assumption there.

After I put the disclaimer on my profile, I started getting a lot of messages along the line of "Thank god, who someone who doesn't want to just text and never meet. I thought only women did that!"

A free, related tip: when a date request is postponed ("friend in from out of town" is often the reason), but no alternative offered.

Well, that's helpful.

This happened to me so regularly that I ended up putting "don't even bother unless you want to actually meet" on my profile. I also instituted a strict "no more replies" rule after four messages and no mention of a meetup. I never did find anyone decent and eventually gave up, but the instances of what you describe…

People who can do that are complete scum. It's one thing when it was one date. Hell, I pretty much EXPECT people to vanish with no word after just one date. But a year? That's a sociopath. :(

I had a friend once try to tell me that Dude X probably never answered my post-date e-mail because someone intercepted it and deleted it. She was fucking serious. I was the one saying "Gurl, he's just not that into me."

I've been stood up often enough that I need someone saying "yes, I still plan to attend our scheduled event" sometime during the day leading up to it. Making myself presentable, finding the place we've agreed to meet at and getting there is a huge pain in the ass when the other person doesn't bother.

Last time I told a man exactly what I wanted, he turned around and told me "I don't know what you want from me."

But but but "when you stop looking is when your soulmate finds yoouuuuu!!!"

My mom made me wear my brother's hand me downs. And she didn't know what to do with my super-fine yet abundant hair so she just cut it off and everyone thought I was a boy.

I'm work in academia and still treat myself to back-to-school shopping. Just yesterday I ordered 4 sweaters, corduroy pants, and faux-leather inset leggings.

Aptly named - both main characters are truly horrible people. Yet I keep watching. :)

Yep, the rom-com is dying because they're marketed to the girls. It has nothing to do with the fact that they mostly suck.