And this is why I love cats. That, and Mr. Smithers saved me from a centipede the other night. I made sure he got extra cat treats after that. I'm afraid to sleep alone now.

In a word: yes. My mom was in her 40's when she had me. She was in her 50's when I was 10. I realize 50 and 60 year olds differ across the board, but she never had the energy to play with me for more than a few minutes when I was little, or stay up past 8pm to come see me at my sports games. Now in my 20's she's…

Me neither, sister. Pale and proud! I'm tired of taking crap from friends and coworkers that wrinkle their nose when I mention my ghostly skin, or suggest that I "get some sun." My dad had skin cancer on his face, and had to have a chunk the size of a fig carved out between his eyes. Telling them that story usually…

I'm anxious for football season to start. I work in a sports bar and it's our busiest time of the year. Except for Thanksgiving. For some reason, we get slammed at Thanksgiving.

Now that's a question that might actually be worth asking. Weed out some of the creeps early on.

I live in the northeast, but in an area prone to flooding. I'm a little concerned about driving to work and back tonight (at a bar so we usually close around 2am) but my thoughts and prayers go out to those who live on the southern coast.

I begged my rapist to use a condom. He didn't. I guess it makes me a slut with forethought to ask, but w/e.

I have Federal gov. insurance and I'm still paying twenty dollars a month for a generic brand of birth control pills. Where is this magical free birth control you speak of?

Also, to the gentlemen in the audience, if you get a boner in a crowded place (a subway for instance), please refrain from rubbing it all over my backside. I do not appreciate it. Thank you.

I tried to think of something snarky but all I could muster was an "Awwww."

I *love* that book. I snuck it into my mom's shopping cart when I was about 12 since I was still clueless about periods and all that jazz. I especially love how the book features girls of different sizes/colors. If I ever have a daughter, she's getting my old copy.

I always get them if I go more than a week without clicking my mouse. It's like my brain is issuing a gentle reminder.

Seriously, they're just spitting on the books at this point. The last few episodes haven't even remotely resembled Dead to the World. This one felt like Ball sat down and wrote the entire episode in one draft, with no revisions. "We go to shooting next day, people. No time to proofread this shit!"

A thousand times hearted.

Aha so *that's* why I don't get second dates. Now if I can figure out how to get cute nerds fighting over my muffin instead of football players, I'll be golden.

I was a bit leery of this idea at first, fearing that some of the inmates might abuse the animals. Then I watched the clip and my heart melted. They seem to really love those cats. The big guy playing with kitty in the end brought out much squeeing.

Wow your teacher sounds like a real bitch. My condolences. Teenage boys can be dreadful. I had one that used to grind his mechanical pencil tips into my back til I was almost in tears.

We're not doing it for you.

You must need to have small breasts in the first place to get any "oomph" out of these bras. I tried on the Miraculous bra at VS (the one promising to increase by two cup sizes) and was disappointed. It made my breasts look matronly and old... just very low and heavy. I'm quite slender and have average sized breasts…

Maybe they round it off for the benefit of our tiny mortal brains.