scarahmascara
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I LOVE FIVE GUYS. I know I am committing blasphemy as a Californian, but seriously? Five Guys has WAY better burgers and fries. And the young guys who work at my local eatery are hysterical... Always quoting Star Wars and singing ABBA behind the counter. The only drawback is that they're not drive-thru oriented, so if

Oh, and the whole Christian Right thing kind of skeeves me out... But like I said, they treat their employees well with good bennies and a living wage (which in CA is saying a lot) and they source their ingredients from supposedly ethical sources/small farms, so I'm willing to overlook the religious agenda.

As a Californian, I don't understand the fuss, really. It's a good burger, sure, but it's not UH-MAZING. It's better than Burger King/McDonald's, but their fries are kinda "meh" and frankly, I like BK's fries way more. I do get my cheeseburger fix from them based on the quality of their ingredients and the fact they

I almost never dream of my current partner. But I almost always have dreams about ex's where I'm spending the whole dream repulsed/weirded out and can't quite figure out what's wrong with the situation.

I had something similar happen, but I was proposed to, not the one making the proposal. Basically, he was afraid that he'd lose me, so he proposed (we'd actually been broken up for a few months, and I'd gone away to university and started meeting new people and he got jealous). And I was afraid no one would ever ask

This hits home. I've seriously, earnestly proposed marriage to my boyfriend twice, and on both occasions he's demurred because he wants to be the one to ask me. Of course, I have to be honest with myself and say that the his excuse smacks more of "I'm just not ready yet," than a really deep patriarchal need to be in

I have had a soft spot for Ben Affleck ever since we watched Voyage of the Mimi in my 6th grade science classes. And I was really happy for him when he achieved a name for himself as an actor and writer, because he had the chops even as a kid in a cheesy little PBS mini-series. And yeah, the whole Bennefer era can

Ok, Lindy, you finally won. I laughed my ass clear off at this.

This isn't in every case, but I've witnessed and also heard second hand tales of harassment happening at cons that were perpetrated by outsiders coming to the cons specifically to gawk/ogle/manhandle the female con-goers. It happened to a friend of mine at Dragon*Con two years ago, or so. The guy who groped her was

Chemistry is key! The one reason I recommend per-marital sex for women, because how else are you going to find out that even though you think the guy is "cute," he sucks in bed?

Everyone is different. I've got 2" on you in height, but some of the best sex I had was with a guy who was 6'6" and had a 9-inch cock. It ROCKED.

I love Rothko, but in a way, I also kind of love this "defacing." It is definitely because I am a hardcore Dadaist deep in my black little soul and, also, I'm kinda drunk right now. Everything wins!

"just saying someone's name over and over is not quality dialogue."