I'm sure Poo-Pourri costs much less.

You can get certificates of exemption from the Health Department, but you have to tell them it's for religious reasons. But! They aren't allowed to ask anything about your religion.

I just got goosebumps!

That was awesome.

Except that rape isn't really about sex, or the desire to have sex, or satisfying your the papers rapists' libido. It's about power and control and putting victims "in their place."

Brian is 18, so at least there's that.

I am disappointed in my shitty town. Bill Cosby performed to a sold out house tonight in my town. One woman protested, 2 people asked for refunds, and the venue received 7 protests via email. People even called the venue trying to get tickets. I wish I'd known he was going to be here. The protestor wouldn't have been…

What the Florida?

What? It's public record.

Typically in the states a parent doesn't WILLINGLY place their children in the foster care system, though. Usually the children have to be removed from the parent, though I do know of some private homes where parents can voluntarily give power of attorney if they feel they are unable to raise their child.

I read the headline and thought for sure that the article was going to say he fell for the nurse who cared for his terminally ill wife, which sucks, but no. Infinitely worse.

Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuukes!!!!

It sucks being from an abusive home. I identify with you; my mom used to get high on coke and beat the snot out of me for, I don't know, being alive (or because she was high on coke or whatever). Years of therapy and a 12-step program for co-dependency really helped me. I don't have much of a relationship with her…

Not to mention, you can't even try the clothes on in the damn store OR return them to a store if they don't fit! I can only order online AND you're going to charge me more for it, then make me pay for shipping when this thing you charged me extra for doesn't even my fucking curves properly? No, thank you, ON. Fuck.…

This brings me back to high school and my crush (to whom I still compare men), Mikey. He was the bass player in my best friend's boyfriend's garage punk band. He had these arms like, OMG. All lean & muscular. And these lips. And I actually made out with him once. And it kind of never went anywhere except with my…

Wut?

Not buying into this look. I prefer my men to be prettier than me.

Yes , I'm aware. I was sort of joking too. Except I think my body is broken.

I don't understand, Mark. You come up with these beautiful stories and then you write about complete garbage like rosebuds and drrrty grrrls (that movie based on that book you read). You're too complex for me!

A friend of mine from work was reading Allegiant on her lunch break. She came back, tears pouring down her face, cursing me for not telling her not to finish it at work. Bwahahaha!!