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I have tried and tried to see if I’m missing something on both sushi and eggs. Every fucking summer, someone dies of e.coli they got off a cantaloupe, or a tomato, or romaine lettuce, but there has never been any guidance to stay away from fresh produce. There’s not even “OH MY GOD IF YOU’RE GOING TO EAT THAT WASH THE

For me, it’s when people watch videos on their phones with the sound on in a room with a sign specifically indicating phones are not to be used.  Oh, wee.  I oughtta carry a Kate Gosselin wig with me to the doctor’s office just to get fully into character when that shit happens.

Seconded. I had an immediate disdain for them for a variety of reasons and now their stunt-y programming is really getting on my nerves (this Brady House thing, FFS). I felt like from the moment I saw their show, I was being told that these were attractive men but they just...aren’t. The one brother’s clothes are

I once said on this very website that I wished Zooey would stop singing because no one wants to hear her cover The Smiths. And the Zooey fangirls came out of the goddamn woodwork with comments like, “I want to hear her cover The Smiths so clearly not no one wants to hear her cover The Smiths!!!”  I’ve often laughed

I’ve had QUITE a journey reproductively so my approach in order to manage my anxiety has been listen to my doctor (who I trust literally with my life) and no. one. else. Soft cheeses are fine as long as they’re pasteurized! Less than 300 mg of Diet Coke is totally fine! I admit to eating a (heated) pastrami sandwich

Well.  Don’t I feel silly.

Wait. You guys know that Google search results depend on a variety of factors including your own user behavior, right? 10 random people all Googling “multidimensional woman” either with or without quotation marks will not get the same results. So saying you have to do it with quotation marks to find this chick’s

Fellow preggo here, 38 days til delivery. Solidarity, homey. I’m so fucking miserable (the heartburn, the contractions, the nausea that did NOT abate after my first trimester, the moods, the exhaustion, the “mask of pregnancy,” the tearfulness, the 50 POUNDS of weight gain, the insomnia, the totally unsatisfying

I literally love that about him. I will be Team Brangelina until the death of me and always hope for a reconciliation (I have no idea why) but I find the fact that he’s a bit of a stoner simpleton so charming. He seems like he was trying really, really hard to keep up with Angelina intellectually and politically and

I literally didn’t even know Rachel Bilson and Darth Vader had split. I kinda thought they were that pairing with longevity, two people who each definitely had A Moment and then fizzled with a whimper.

So I work for an “elite East Coast liberal institution of higher education,” where I’m pretty sure the outside perception is that they hire you a doula and put you out on maternity leave until your goddess spirit tells you it’s time to come back, and we get 6 weeks (vaginal delivery) or 8 weeks (c-section) disability

I am ready to make the definitive statement that you cannot wear their bras after nursing. No way, no how. I’ll admit that after nursing (plus losing a bunch of weight), I basically need a crane with an underwire attached to hold up what amount to sandbags with nipples, but Third Love did a particularly shitty job

Melissa and Brad were one of my fave gay lady-straight guy BFFships ever. And then Melissa had to lose her damn mind forever about Brad and Jen and it was like, Mel:

Yeah it’s a bit of a “do you still beat your wife?” double-barreled question. The response still sucks but it’s like, when you say no, are you saying no, people don’t think that or no, that would never offend me or do you say yes because I don’t want people to think I'm appropriating or...

I learned that a few months ago and thought, “oh well her record company really hasn’t been too bummed that her last name is best known as a Spanish word...”

(blinks forever) Pete Wentz is biracial?!?!? I have a son who is blond and blue eyed and also half Mexican and half white. And I don’t mean Mr Slowtrain is a 90% Spanish, super light skinned Mexican. He’s from a very rural town and has both a forehead and last name that is legit Aztec. I, of all people, shouldn't be

Oh, he’s waaaay outta my life (we split almost 20 year ago now). I found him on social media a couple of years ago and he continues to be paranoid and seemingly delusional. I do think he has a very significant mental health issue. But that issue caused him to harm me, so it was goodbye to all that.

I think it depends on how you see the article: is it a take-down/exposé of an internet scammer or is it a female friendship story that’s kind of universal for a lot of women? I’m 36 so it’s possible I still have proximity to this age in a way I won’t in a decade or so, but this struck me as an outsize version of what

My high school boyfriend lied about having cancer when I broke up with him. He also lied about numerous other things (he was selling drugs but claimed he had a job at Cisco despite having no tech background, etc.) but the cancer one was the last straw for me. It was the most clear-cut “this is what an abusive partner

This kind of thinking is why I’m the president of Nothing, Inc.