#2 Wanna hang out? I'm an Avon lady who wears makeup and feels like bad feminist because of it. We complement each other. I'm also very quiet until you get to know me well. Once you do all the loud comes out.

I feel the need to have other people understand my fears.

First notes of "Night On Bald Mountain" still make me go, "Oh Lord have mercy, bad things are about to happen. Richard Simmons by himself doesn't scare me. Richard Simmons Sweatin' to Fantasia would.

I don't think she's a good actor, I don't like any of the movies she's been in, and thought I didn't like her at all. And then I saw her on the Daily Show, and read a few pieces about her and realized, "Oh she's basically me." I'm rather shy and unless I play up the shy and sweet,* I come across a cold a-hole.

I say this as a person who owns both a dogs and cats, the thing about cats is they are more like people than dogs are. They all different personalties, senses of humor, how energetic and playful, likes dislikes, degrees of cuddling* and so on. And you learn who they are and they learn who you are, and you sort of…

Totally normal to be grossed out by that on the first date. I'm all about bodily acceptance, and farting is just a thing that happens, but that much on the first date . . . ehhhhhhhhhhhh. First date is about trying to impress a human that you are in fact a human that another human would not mind being seen in public…

Oh, I get this so much. Reading some of comments here have me depressed and half reaching for some freaking chocolate.

When I was a kid, I cried over a Superman cartoon called, "The Mechanical Monsters." I was really upset that Sups was killing robots who were only doing what they were programed for.

Oh, the wisdom of G&S was here at us all along. All this time we've had a workable way of dealing with street harassment and it's never been given a practical test.

Oh I sympathize with him since this is the kind of error I make all the time,* but because I know I'm prone to this I go out my way to make sure it doesn't happen. When I'm writing for a magazine or something important, I have several steps I go through to avoid this kind of error.

I have a worrying feeling that that kind of peacocking would work on me. I assume because I've been raised on Doctor Who and have come to expect that men who strangely are going to save the world and/or take me traveling through time and space. That is of course, assuming I survive whatever monter he's battling.

I can't recommend enough velvet bathrobes. Can be both sexy and comfy while padding about in miserable weather.

-Wallet

Nope. It's a cute dog (from my home town ya'll!), and the owners are local sports fans (ODU Monarchs!). Nothing more than your average average sports nut.