snakeperson
Snake Person
snakeperson

I am! Hiiiii! :D And yeah I’m not around as much these days. Kinja keeps getting worse and worse, and the content keeps getting less and less interesting/relevant to me, soooooo... ya know. [PS I’m here all day erry day! <3]

If you have white sheets, wash them in hot water with a scoop of Oxiclean and they will stay white even if you spill coffee on them or sweat or bleed or wear makeup to bed.

White is great!

I bought cheap white sheets last year and they got pilly and discolored so fast!

I have white ones ... but they’ve all got a heavy-fill printed pattern on them. Solid white or pastels? NOOOOOPE. Oh man they look so gross so quickly! :( Plus my hair dye rubs off on light colors, so that’s a bad idea all ‘round for me.

Seriously. They are weird and ugly.

ME TOO 

It does suck. Her tone is shitty and obnoxious. The first time I read it (because I was genuinely happy there was going to be an advice column on Jez), she started giving advice and then went off on a rant about the person’s email address and how terrible it was. I don’t like long wacky email addresses either, but

Feeling like sex isn’t fulfilling for both me and my wife makes me feel lousy, like I’m not measuring up. That does not lead to a rock hard rocket, for sure. Communication on this is key to get past it, because it does happen sometimes, and like a hitter going into a cold streak it can get in your head.

YES. It is slow in the beginning, but it’s like a snowball rolling downhill. Eventually it’s massive and you can’t stop the damn thing.

You should write this column! But seriously, my husband and I have been there, and it’s an awkward situation, but communication and figuring out a plan together was what lead us to a solution. It’s so weird to me that Jane’s advice is to just let him deal with it on his own... that’s not how marriage works.

This is so disappointing. It’s like coming home to find the leftovers you’ve been thinking about ALL day have gone bad.

It really is a good song!

See, you got it. When you love someone, their problems become your problems. In this case, his lack of boners is literally her lack of boners. I totally agree, a flippant “hey get your shit fixed” isn’t going to help. Try “hey, we’re in this together.”

This Column’z Not Okay.

I miss Caity Weaver.

I agree ... but I’ve been known to have unpopular opinions about music.

That reggae undertone was everything!

Definitely.

I don’t know any of her work outside this column but this pretty much how I feel about all of her “advice”. It oscillates between honest, tough talk kind of advice and weirdly regressive relationship dynamics.

Enh...it was OK. Not great. Worth watching, though, if you are the sort of person who likes to watch pretty people in gorgeous clothes in beautiful, palatial (literally!) settings. Which I am!