I totally agree with this. The only difference is that I have a designated friend who is responsible for cleaning out my house of sex paraphernalia if my husband and I both die. We didn't ever designate someone to clean out our guns.

And, FWIW, my sister in law was similarly attacked at a young age by a dog. She still has small scars, but it enhances her beauty. She somehow got over it and grew up to absolutely adore all dogs.

Let me know when there's a Kickstarter to send her some place fun. I'll attend as her bodyguard to fuck anyone up who messes with her.

I think there's also the element of telling them to KEEP TRYING when whatever mental health professional they wind up with doesn't work. I had to work through a shit-t0n of duds before I found my "match". One therapist who was covered by my health plan actually allowed his elementary school aged daughter to deliver…

As someone who went to college in Austin, I can state that this is overwhelmingly the truth. We never got scared when smoking and staying home/in movie theatres/concerts but in drinking/Sixth Street/Mardi Gras situations, we always felt like we were about to be SVU'd.

They all look like mouthbreathers.

This is a fascinating theory. I think if women could drag men off as mates, we would wind up dragging a lot of them back to their mothers after a few days. A wise woman once said...."Ain't nobody got time for that."

If someone will pay my current and future student loans off, I'll go to grad school and study the MRA participants as my focus. It truly boggles the mind and I feel like I need answers. Conventional psychology doesn't seem to have appropriate answers.

I only have my bachelor's in Psych, so I don't profess any real expertise...but the vibe I get in my gut is that this was not *primarily* a mental illness. To me, it appears more fomented in our culture than fomented in a disordered mind.

I admit total ignorance to how disgusting this MRA/PUA/Anti-PUA/InCel community is, until now. I went and read that WizardChan shit, and it is seriously like stepping into a third dimension of sick fuckery. How has it not occurred to any of those rat bastards that the reason women won't get with them is that we can…

If that's dumpy and chubby, I'm Jabba the fuckin Hut. In other news, that is also a GORGEOUS dress and such a unique color.

I just visited NYC and the site for the first time last week. As someone who never had been to NYC it was especially moving. To stand in that memorial and think that the two towers that I had only seen in movies and on the news that day once stood there was totally humbling. To be amongst weeping family members…

I'm a size 5 too, and holy shit, before the Internet, we had it rough trying to find shoes. I have a lot of luck with the "B.P." juniors brand at Nordstrom (and they're reasonably priced), and the Nina brand that I typically find on Zappos.

I am glad I am not the only one who has love for Josh Homme—my best friend gives me hell all the time for my crush on "Ginger Elvis". I think I drooled all through the last concert.

What I wouldn't give to stay in hotels when I visit my parents....

Where do you sign up to get one of these grandmothers? Anyone looking to adopt a grown ass woman?

Alright y'all, this is my local HEB, and ordinarily, I would be against a group of children tattling on a homeless man scrounging for food, but let me tell you—this HEB has high end merchandise and appliances that can readily be "exchanged" at other stores for credit. And HEB prices are so cheap that if he got to…

I have lived in Texas all my life, but I never knew the glory of HEB until I moved to Austin, and then Houston (and actually, this particular one is my local HEB). HEB is THE SHIT. I regularly save $20 per visit versus evil Kroger. Local product, and the smell of fresh tortillas upon entrance, and the best fresh…

There is no such thing as too much True Detective.