My 15 year old self would probably feel right at home, what with the early 90s style clothes (and records!) in the stores, a Clinton running for prez, a new Anne Rice vampire book and The Cure still around. Oh damn, it IS 1992, isn’t?
My 15 year old self would probably feel right at home, what with the early 90s style clothes (and records!) in the stores, a Clinton running for prez, a new Anne Rice vampire book and The Cure still around. Oh damn, it IS 1992, isn’t?
I believe the University cited the age old rite of “women be crazy” and “boys will be boys.”
For some of us, Paris is a hell of a lot closer than Florida or California. Europeans have kids too.
This isn’t embarrassing for me, but more for the rest of the school.
I still can’t decide if this was really mortifying or awesome BUT in 11th grade I went to my first ever dance. I was at a Catholic school that kept pulling us away and telling us to ‘make room for the holy spirit’, which was bad enough, but on top of it my paranoid father had drilled into my head that all boys were…
True. And clarifying those statutes in advance would remove this potential weapon from their arsenal. Given that a significant portion of rapes are committed by someone known to the victim (in the legal sense, not the emotional sense), that does seem like some shit a manipulator would pull. Excellent point.
I called his office and demanded an antibiotic. I realize I'm not a doctor, but it had worked the last time my skin rebelled, which was also stress induced ... He abided begrudgingly (or what I imagine to be begrudgingly?)
I was late for French (2nd year college so everything was in French all the time), and said, upon entering class, "Pardonnez-moi! Beaucoup de traffique." Everyone nodded except the professor who laughed, and we all looked at her, frowning. She said, "En Francaise, 'traffique' est... drugs."
no she didn't
Thanks. My only regret (besides disappointing Grandma for what would not prove to be the last time) was that there were no usable pictures for our wedding album. Due to the combined natures of the lift and the dresses, they were all on the spectrum between "NSFW" and "Hella NSFW."
I played varsity rugby in University, when I met my husband. It was a huge, if not all-consuming, part of my life - 6am practices 5 days/week, games 2 days/week, and mandatory gym and pool sessions on off-days. My now-husband had previously favoured quite delicately built women who were, as I understand it,…
Sucks I'm at work and thus without my usual Kinja login, so stuck down in the greys. Again.
These customers remind me of the dumbest person I ever had walk through the doors of the Borders I managed after college.
My husband and I met and started dating as teenagers. A few years into our relationship I started to have bouts of depression. Then, 3.5 years into the relationship, I started compulsively cheating on him and had bouts where I never slept. Somewhere in the middle of this, we got engaged. He found out about the 5th…
My grandmother wore a wedding dress to her own (and only) daughter's wedding. How did that not make the cut?
Haha you are probably right! I've definitely shocked opposing counsels before because my approach is fairly laid back and affable - until you piss me off and/or try to take advantage of me or my client. I once got into a screaming match with opposing counsel from my bed two days before I gave birth while on bed…
Yes! I do actually prefer the taste of diet soda, because regular is too sweet or something. Plus, just because you want to indulge in the popcorn doesn't mean you have to go all-carb-o-licious and add straight up sugar to mess, right? That's like saying, "Well I ate the baked potato with bacon, butter and sour cream,…
I'm going to stand up for my fellow orderers of fatty foods and Diet Cokes. I do not order Diet Cokes with my bacon cheeseburgers, Philly Cheesesteaks, and other such bastions of all that is unhealthy because I think the Diet Coke is what shall save me from experiencing cardiac arrest before I'm 50. I order a Diet…