I TOO LOVED LEFT BEHIND, HAHA. The funniest thing about it is that there is not one second in which a cheesy song is not playing in the background, I feel like it must be Tim Lahaye’s son’s band or something.

And I sat through Left Behind. Granted, I was super baked, and loved every ridiculous second

I honestly can’t wrap my brain around the concept of a movie this offensively bad getting made. And I sat through Left Behind. Granted, I was super baked, and loved every ridiculous second, but Aloha doesn’t even have the saving grace of a good hate-watch. It’s just insulting to its viewers to assume we wouldn't…

I have been wearing 30F since properly measuring myself. On Thursday I went to the first VS in town and they had me in 34DDDs (and some of the 34s just slid off me, while some fit adequately on the tightest hook because what’s consistency). VS is crap.

Related! After wearing 34Bs from VS like my entire life, I finally got professionally fitted and I’m a 32D and the new bras all fit amazing. I can’t wear the old shit and it’s all in the trash.

Plus you get bonus points when it’s on Shabbat.

No, that’s a myth. And married sex is actually a mitzvah (a holy good deed) in Jewish tradition. You’re also supposed to give your wife an orgasm, where possible. They’re just being dickheads about where they sit.

Flying on a plane with your period is just irresponsible. You want to attract flying bears? Because that’s how you attract flying bears.

"we're taking a more grounded and realistic approach...."

What does this have to do with llamas?

Murrell' writing on this matter is superb. It really drives home the sadism of men like this. What do they fantasize will happen if women who know they do not want a developmentally disabled child, or who are pregnant with a fetus doomed to early and painful death can't abort? How does this play out in their hallmark…

If you are not wearing the required makeup, I will stop you and apply it myself. I don't care if you're late for class. I don't care if you're a sophomore or a super senior. I will stop you.

I would honestly rather have my fingernails pulled than be subject to this level of personal management. Given the choice between Hell or being a member of a sorority I would choose Hell in an instant, unless Hell is actually one huge sorority where it is rush week all the time.

The entitlement in telling another woman what to do with her eyebrows. I just — not to be obnoxious about it, but this is how women enact and enforce the patriarchy on one another.

Can we talk about spanx? I don't wear them because aint nobody got time for that. But a friend of mine went through a spanx craze, only to abandon them, because she felt that they squished her body fat in such a way that she looked weirdly tube-like. She called it the 'german sausage' effect. And after she pointed…

I love Sorority girls' penchant for fancy-ing up even the most mundane of details. "GOD BECKY THIS DRESS ISN'T PURPLE YOU DUMB BITCH IT'S CLEARLY AUBERGINE."

I kept reading polish week as Polish week, in which case I imagine the prep is less manicure and more:

Uh - this is still a university, right? I mean, they still have classes and assignments and stuff, beyond the time constraints presented by being polished for 15-hour days of recruiting PNMs?

"It's so crazy this copper hook thing we designed to go up in you is effective! Try it today" -doctors