Clearly all of the women (or most) interviewed were straight. Just saying. Because from my experience if you're not superpromiscuous in the queer community it's like "What the fuck do you do with your free time? Sit there?"

Bein' realz. I would totally set up a happy hour for Jezebel NYC sluts!

So it is illegal to SELL porn to people of a certain age but I can print out photos of it and wave them around and that's legal?

I think the best reason is that even most reformed sluts (myself, included) aren't judgy with their currently slutty friends. It's more like a "get it, girl" attitude or a "been there, done that, got the t-shirt and used it to wipe up body fluids" vibe.

I need new slutty friends. My best slutty friend moved away to LA recently. She was way more fun then anyone else, always down to go out (or stay in with wine), and a great person to talk to. Most of my other friends have slept with tops 3 people. They get super judgie if I talk about a hookup or something. Or they…

I first noticed the hands, then the neck. After my baby especially. My face changed, more like hers. It's creepy! My teen self is mortified. Now me is too tired to care much.

What we need is Finland, but on a tropical island.

it doesn't last anywhere near five years, but amanda wachob does these temporary tattoos called "bloodlines" with distilled water instead of ink. the design fades as the skin heals, i've wanted one for ages: http://www.designsponge.com/2011/06/amanda…

I didn't say there was anything wrong with it. If I met "Urban Cowboy" era Debra Winger at a party and she wanted to sex me up I wouldn't even bother to find a room. I would want everyone to watch. Even if my parents were there.

I made a pact with a girlfriend of mine that if one of us is ever in the hospital on life support or something, somehow so incapacitated we cannot see to pluck out our chin hairs, the other will come and do it. Because priorities.

Wait a bit and see what parts of that you like to do and do more of those. Over time, you'll accidentally ease into figuring out what you are good at and enjoy.

As a person who know interviews, I want to add: Keep the thank you notes to three sentences or less. Any longer and the chance of you saying something the reader thinks is kind of weird gets higher and higher. A simple thanks for meeting with me, I enjoyed our discussion about x, is enough.

This is so me and my husband. He came up to me all red-eyed and said, "Something awful has happened," I thought . . . "Oh shit, someone I know died. A family member passed away."

Yeah, I've got several months to go but already I'm not wild on the idea of having anyone else there except my partner. Unfortunately, Mr BeenThere has a small empathy issue with blood, gore, injuries or seeing anyone else even remotely in pain and tends to pass out, which is not ideal in these circumstances.

I'm involuntarily not thin. I lack the innate ability to personally take the steps to lower my weight and get thin and hot. Because of this, my life has been harder in many ways, and I've been denied the right to a full and happy life so achievable to thin people. I demand the government buy me a nutritionist, a…

Do you really not see how things that are in the same broad category can be different in details? I can explain it for you if you like.

Dear you:

All of this generational finger pointing is a lot of horseshit. It's been going on for centuries- the older generations blaming the younger ones for being lazy, incompetent, and generally not as good as their elders. Not to mention the standard sneering about music and fashion, which seems to further justify the…

What I got from this is now I wanna work for "Big Turkey." I seriously had no idea "Big Turkey" was a thing. I want to rise through the corporate ranks and sit at the helm of the Big Turkey empire. I want to help the Big Turkey empire rise above, and crush all competitors. I want to take on Big Chicken and Big Pork…

You've missed, "The Annoying Noise-Maker," the person who INCESSANTLY whistles (ear rape!), clicks their pen, rocks their squeaky chair, or has one of those key chains or TWSS buttons on their desks that repeatedly & randomly throughout the day presses the pre-recorded & repetitive messages when they think "it's too…