I would pay good money to be in attendance. Good money, I tell ya!

I don’t have any advice to give - my child is only 2 and the only other experience is being a 17 year old myself, but from a supportive extended family. I’m sorry you’re both having a hard time, but don’t say you’ve failed, not yet. I have to believe you have some time and you’re still out here trying!

Having recently finished Mass Effect: Andromeda, let’s load up an ark and send them on a one-way trip somewhere. Totally worth the cost, in my opinion.

I see a lot of memes I think are funny, but I think to myself, did this come from some alt-right asshole? Guess I’ll have to stick with “I can haz cheezburger.”

Sigh. This idiotstick probably has no concept of the hierarchy of needs and so my awesome postcard campaign idea is probably doomed from the get-go.

I personally wouldn’t jetéson you for that.

So when Mr. Social and I saw Wonder Woman, we stuck around for a while as the credits were rolling until we could confirm definitively that there was no end credits scene, and when I saw this dude’s name I did a double take, and felt... weird. God, if you figure out how to get to Themyscira, please take us with you.

JUST TAKE MY STAR

I loved the movie, I loved this review, and all of this love feels so good in my heart, which due to the state of this country right now had been so very sad and heavy.

Thanks much - I’m sorry for your loss as well. I already have a wonderful, healthy 2 year old, so I feel like the sting is not quite as it would be if we were trying for our first. I know my body can do it. This one just wasn’t meant to be.

I’m with you. I’m currently closing out a missed miscarriage (HCG is at 171 so I’m almost there). Everything stopped at 9 weeks and a day, found out a week later. Maybe if I’d been farther along I’d feel differently, but I doubt it. I don’t need a piece of paper to know or remember.

Same, same, SAME. My FB post read thusly:
“Hello, do you have a moment to talk about our lady and savior, Diana of Themyscira?” I LOVED the movie and could also gush about it all day because that’s how much I loved it.

At that moment, I almost unconsciously drew my hand to my mouth, just so in awe and enthralled and inspired. His energy and tone, especially when, like you said, PUTIN IS RIGHT THERE is just... God, it’s just something else, isn’t it? (And I also find him really handsome, too.)

Between “bumblecunt” above and these delicious snippets, I think I’m actually dead.

Right? Isn’t it weird how pro-life leaders try everything in their power to make sure life is absolutely fucking miserable for everyone else and oh by the way their idiotic agenda is completely incoherent and inconsistent and doesn’t actually further their so-called end goals? I just don’t get it and I’m up to here…

My Francophile heart leaped with unmitigated joy upon viewing this clip. President Macron, je t’aime.

My Francophile heart leaped with unmitigated joy upon viewing this clip. President Macron, je t’aime.

Seriously, these were my thoughts: fuck literally everything about, associated with, pertaining and attendant to this entire situation.

But can I just say how much I love Dan Stevens? I mean, ahhhh. Look at him. He’s adorable.

I am right there with you. I literally just said to a colleague here at work that I need a news and social media blackout. I’m burnt out. I have no outrage left; just a pile of dull embers where my heart used to be.