Can we sit meditatively in front of the big tank for hours?

I'm going on vacation! To an archive of... Our own.

I require research citations!

Hang in there.

Pretty sure my colleagues think I am insane because of how often I challenge what they see as the status quo. I seethe with rage whenever I get an email about how one of the lady teachers needs to talk to one of the girls about their cleavage. Try checking your privilege and looking the students in the eyes.

How odd! My middle schoolers seem to think it's hilarious! *insert teacher bitchface here*

The amount of pressure I get from my administration and colleagues to enforce the dress code is patently absurd. I basically act like I am oblivious, because ADHD, and that's flown so far, but it's kind of obnoxious that I have to choose between saying no to slut shaming and paying the rent.

Uh. A quick review reminds me that last Election Day, most of the races I voted in were non-contested and/or entirely republican. So thank you for blaming me for something I didn't do.

His stance on education is just as awful. Being a liberal or even a moderate in Indiana these days is a pretty terrible position but everybody acts so surprised like this is a new thing. It's not.

Keep in mind that I have a low tolerance for talking in my classroom, throwing things, touching my stuff, and the words "retarded" and "gay" as pejoratives before you make THAT wish.

It was something about his wallet chain.

I don't know if it's the biggest whopper, but it's definitely the most entertaining one.

Counterpoint: washing down girl scout cookies with water is AWFUL.

You know this is a thing you should see a urologist about, right?

I suppose this is all great advice but as I've scrolled through the comments all I can see is people who get frequent UTIs who have not gone to the urologist to get that shit checked out, and I feel like it's a disservice not to mention that this is a problem that a painless if slightly awkward medical procedure and a…

Really? At my sister's school, even with all the crap, it was cheaper than school housing.

The trick (with the panties anyway is to pull them up until they are pretty much over the bottom of your bra. However, I refuse to wear underwear where I need a friend for anything less than a wedding.

I returned it, and I am given to understand that he traded it in towards a ring for the newer, younger model.

I tried a lot of things before I got on the effexor, same deal. But the withdrawal is not ideal, and neither is the dry mouth and my doctor friend mentioned another possibility, so I may be giving that a try. Nervous as hell about it though.

The thing is that each antidepressant is YMMV - I suspect Effexor contributes to my weight gain, but the hell do I know? The withdrawal symptoms are hella common though, and hella unpleasant. I personally, am looking to try something different after a decade and change of it.