Rilo Kiley - Accidental Deth
Sam Cooke - Win Your Love For Me
ELO - Turn to Stone
Joan Jett and the Blackhearts - Androgynous
Joan Jett and the Blackhearts - Fake Friends
Beastie Boys - I Want Some
Gin Wigmore - Happy Ever After
Creedence Clearwater Revival - Fortunate Son
The Who - Getting In Tune
Ryan Bingham - Strange…

What's awful, too, is that she appears to be blaming herself for it.

I once alerted a Metro train operator to a backpack that had been left on a bench in the station. He just kinda shrugged. The station hasn't blown up, so that's a good thing, I guess.

The picture of Mark and Carrie got me too.

Fuck Jared Kushner especially. I just read a NYT article yesterday about how he's literally a slumlord in Baltimore County and keeps fucking over poor people.

It reminds me a little of old-school Livejournal, in a way - you get a glimpse into people's lives on a daily or almost-daily basis. That said, the older I get, the more interested I am in living my own life, not watching other people live theirs. I find that it almost always leads to comparing yourself to others in…

Christ, I hope not.

I know there was an age gap between Baby and Johnny in the original movie, but it never felt as skeezy as looking at these still photos do. Johnny looks like he's about one hit away from being a made man in Goodfellas, and Baby looks like, well, a baby.

It just doesn't surprise me to see where their priorities lie in this instance.

Yum! Thanks for the recommendation.

I always call it "security theater". They do it here in Washington, DC, too - they'll have "random" bag checks at various Metro stations, but it's just a show. Especially because if you're really determined, you can just go to a station where they aren't doing a bag check.

Most of my IRL friends are married or nearly so. It's not as weird as I initially thought it would be.

Karaoke isn't about being a good singer! It's about being hammered and having enough fun that your stage fright finally leaves you long enough to belt out "Me and Bobby McGee" in front of a bunch of rednecks. I mean….not that this happened to me or anything….

My first thought on reading the letter was, "she just liked the name, dude."

Dude, good for you! I'm so happy that you're happy, and I appreciate so much that you've been so open with us about your thought process and your transition.

Yeah, I've been gaslit for real more than once in my life, and one of my biggest peeves is when people misuse the term.

What I got from it was, "how do I manage my friend's reaction?" And like, you don't get to! You cheated on her and broke her trust in more than one way! Own up to your shit, bitch. Christ.

I worked for PayPal for about three years and I find this infinitely hilarious.

I don't think so? I had it at a Chinese restaurant a while back, as I'd gone with my friend and her parents, who are Buddhists.

I'm sure it's tasty as hell, but their price points are absurd. For that kind of money, I'd absolutely buy raw local honey instead.