Ditto. Since I leave my tablet all over my room, it would be super easy. Of course, since I leave my tablet all over the room there re no naked pictures on it.

That part is definitely unclear. Was it his personal mail or his school mail? Also, tbh, if you use your phone or tablet to keep up with both, it is easy to send emails from the wrong account - but the number involved here seems like a lot.

As he should be? Wtf is wrong with you? Lemme hand you a clue-by-four, teachers have the same right to sexuality on their own time as everyone else. We do not hand in our human being cards just because we sign on for a low-pay, high-contempt job.

Actually I like their pizza. It is predictably ok, and sometimes even delish.

Even Dominos makes a better pizza.

Another awesome alternative is sponges. I love my sponges.

This is the best gif on the whole internet.

I think her language choice is deliberate - not to whine - but to inform, and to inform others who have not had this experience of the emotional impact of doing these things, of what it is like for all those people.

This is not my current reason for not giving - namely, that I am a few parental steps of grace and whatever crap school I am working for from being there myself, and can't afford it - but it is a good counter to that particular argument. Thank you, for being a human being with a heart and soul.

As an aside, who does this? As a single woman who wants kids, knowing the uphill financial struggle I face, why would I do this via expensive medical procedure?

Spoken like someone who has never had anything to do with situations of abuse and neglect, or the understaffed and desperately struggling child protection system.

I was about to say this, only less politely. Way less politely.

I wish I knew. I actually have two with different finishes - I think they were a buy and assemble it yourself thing. We originally used them as toy benches and they date back to my childhood so I am not sure if you can still buy them. Maybe search for "unfinished wooden toy benches" or somesuch. Or ikea may have…

Awww. My favorite birthday party of my little sister's was at the Discovery Zone, where I was the designated sort-of-adult than ran around the ball pit with them. We had such a good time. And none of us got sick and died.

Does anyone else watch videos set in people's homes and go, "Hey! That's my furniture. The white storage bench fully visible at about 0:26 is the twin of the one next to my bed (before my mom painted art on it!).

Look at the tagline for this site. We also like videos of puppies and the twitter feeds of celebrities.

I wonder what theater - my secret heart hopes that it was the Sony at the Fine Arts building, which was right there and showed independent stuff, but I don't know the dates that the auditorium was used like that.

There were several bright sides to the last time I moved in with my parents, the most notable being that my mom is an amazeballs cook. You'll find yours.

Also, lawn-care. Ugh. If I ever DO end up in a financial position for home-ownership, there had better be $40 a week in the budget for lawn care. Or, like, a gravel yard

My parents can move in here whenever they want. I just don't know were we will put all the cats.