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But that’s my point - she never said it. If he’d just said “Hey, it wasn’t me,” then it literally wouldn’t matter what a bunch of people on Twitter (or Jezebel, where I saw it) or Facebook said, because at best that’s hearsay. I mean, again, I don’t follow comedy. I don’t know the timeline of their relationship, but I

Oh, I hate to say it too, but you’re right about that. However, now that he’s done a bunch of “WAAAH THINK OF MY CAREER YOU GUIZ”, you know, court of public opinion, etc. Given the absolutely dismal chances of anything like this going to a criminal trial, court of public opinion is probably the best she’s going to

That’s the part that’s so nuts to me - I don’t THINK there was anything super-identifying about him (I don’t follow the comedy scene so who knows, maybe they were a major power couple). All he had to do was keep his dumb mouth shut, or say “Hey, it wasn’t me, it must have been another boyfriend,” because she never

Yes, I too was a child and a teen before cell phones. The times I needed to contact my parents in a real emergency, I was able to use a pay phone.

Those are REALLY COOL and now I want some! I had a claymore and another sword (not mine) and two switchblades, I was driving a rental car, and the guy I was traveling with was born out of the country (military brat). I felt like we were definitely lucky to get home, and I completely learned my lesson, as evidenced a

Story time! So, there are actually elements of my situation that are yours, and that touch on the previous commenter’s about an open relationship.

Yeah, I’m dealing with a partner that I love deeply but I think we’ve had sex like three times this year, and I’m the kind of person that when that libido is banked, it’s BANKED, so one of those times I was literally like “think of this like a road trip I am enjoying, but I am not getting out of the car at the end of

My resolution is now to do LESS that will make for a good story when I am an old lady! I would love to be able to say “No, 2016 was great, I did not almost get arrested bringing swords to Canada, I didn’t kill four cars in one year, I did not actually have someone try to convince me to marry him and move to Pakistan

Ugh, depression fucking sucks, but it gets so much easier when you can start getting tools to deal with it, and figuring out what you can do to cut it off at the pass. My good things: get a haircut, get out of the house, clean the house. My bad things: be more and more miserable while I wait for someone to randomly

By trusting yourself. A lot of people comment on how confident I am, and I am in most situations - like, professionally, if I recommend something, you BELIEVE I know what I’m talking about - because I have certain criteria before I open my damn mouth, which is “know what I am talking about.” Trust yourself, trust your

May I sing in your choir? I think the first time I noted the major addition of pieces as a negative was the dragon chase in GoF, which meant they had to compress so badly a very complicated ending piece that I think suffered a lot in translation. I get that they probably couldn’t have done the whole actual ending, but

I’m on the fence about family issues. My dad and I had another conversation about how we communicate and decided to do better, and I can (and will) hold the line about that, mostly because it will entail me saying “You’re not listening to me. Call me back when you’re willing to do so.” But much of my family spent

Eesh, that’s a tough one. I think I would have to go with saying something, because she has more “rights” than I think a best friend would - I mean, my best friend stays over too, but not in my bed, on my loveseat, which is hella short even at her height. The last time I slept in a bed with my “best friend” it was

Lavender Champagne Cocktails! Or at least one, and it was delicious. If I have another drink tonight, it will be tea.

2015 decided it had one last chance to fuck with me, so I spent yesterday finishing my job up (though it is clear I will be back sooner rather than later, it’s not definite enough to not take a job I hope to be offered next week) which all went well and was wonderful, and then I got to unexpectedly put my dog down,

Can you contact the male recruiter and ask what you could do differently in another interview? That may open up options if there is some skullduggery at work; if he notices that you didn’t CC the woman, oops, you’d thought her name was in there. I mean, you can’t accuse her of anything here so you have to be really

I think December should be an adulting-free zone, because I am not capable of holding it together by the end of the year ever. Here’s hoping things change for you in a hurry, but take tonight off from adulting.

10th grade. I did a research paper on the Mau Mau rebellion. I think it was only like 2000 words, but that felt like A GODDAMN INFINITY at that time. It took forrrrreeeevvvverrrrr to write.

Late, gray, emo woe, whatever.

This morning does make it sound like it’s time. I hope you find peace too; it’s so hard when we lose our hearts. Hugs to you.