I think I'm starting to like her because she's being different from how she used to be. She had a very lucrative image going and she's changing it and being really vocal about how some of her ideas were messed up. Plus, I love that she's talking about how awesome female friendship is! But yeah, she's not actually a…

she lives with a freakin supermodel. You can't get more "in" than that.

Sorry, Nick: Wino Forever is still the greatest breakup tattoo re-imagining of all time.

Gawd. I remember recording Baby hit me one more time on a tape in my boom box that sat on top of my bed . I was 13.

If there's one thing that says emotional growth it's abandoning a creepy predilection towards obsessive attachment to your boyfriends and replacing it with a creepy predilection towards obsessive attachment to your pals.

Gah! Why did I miss this? I have a good one.

Was talking dirty to Mr. Hot on the phone late one night...and talking wasn't enough. Headed out for the 45 minute drive to his house. In a very dark area on a country road I hit a moose with my car. Totalled the car. When the state trooper arrived, he let me use his phone to call Mr. Hot, who came and picked me up,…

I did anything and everything in the world to sex up my first love (first love is real life vampire love I always say) despite our parents' best efforts. At first it was easy because they worked full time. Take advantage of a half day, ditch a couple classes here and there, NBD.

Dated a guy who didn't want his roommate to hear us gettin' down. So he would put on a CD and crank it up to 11. Kind of annoying, but not really a big deal, right?

I don't know if it counts because I didn't really do it On Purpose, but I almost drowned to get laid.

I was a horny teenager living in a group home. He was a cute, long haired hippie boy living in another, associated grouphome. All of our interactions were strictly supervised. One day, during gym class at the group homes' school, he whispered in my ear "Let's go AWOL together!" That's all I needed to hear. On lunch, I…

Clowns. My best story involves a lot of clowns.

I mean, I have other stories. Honorable mention goes to the time I had sex on the 5th floor of a hotel's glass-walled staircase in plain view of the street below because we couldn't afford to get a room in said hotel, and the time I swam out to the center of Walden Pond…

This summer, I got Tinder after an 8 month dry spell and immediately matched with one of the hottest male humans I have ever seen in my life. After a few days of chatting he declared he thought I was gorgeous, wanted to meet and for me to ride his face until I passed out from orgasms. He also is big on marijuana (as…

Flew to an African country where "the gay" is punishable by jail time to see my very long distance monogamous girlfriend who is serving a two year volunteer stint on the continent. Subsequently successfully argued with a hotel clerk who was holding our passports hostage to give us the big bed we paid for rather than…

When I was 15 I used to steal my parents car in the middle of the night, drive 15 miles through LA to my girlfriend's apartment, where she would sneak up to the roof so as to avoid her ex naval officer father hearing us and subsequently murdering me, and have gross teenager sex until 6am. Then, because my girlfriend…

And then it turned out he was a Soviet spy so you had to snap his neck with your thighs?

Scaled the side of a building to enter through 2nd floor window under cover of darkness in a full length, black tie dress.

Not on the list, not YA, but I'm reading this right now and it has taken over my thoughts: Fingersmiths, by Sarah Waters. Not my type of book, stumbled on it, completely obsessed.

I like it. Name trends seem to be getting progressively more gender neutral, which isn't a bad thing.