That is so amazing well-put. Truly. I was trying to find the right words, and I'm glad you did.
That is so amazing well-put. Truly. I was trying to find the right words, and I'm glad you did.
Ah ha! I was sort of wondering if it was a sports emblem. Thanks!
What is that gif from? I can't figure out whether that's some sticker on her cheek or blood. I'm assuming sticker, though.
Agreed! I feel like perhaps the BEST revenge would be to donate it to an African American museum or something, to help teach people about the evolution of racism in our country.
Don't feel bad about not knowing how to feel about it. Truly. There are a lot of fucked-up attitudes about death and grieving out there, but in my opinion, the worst is that there is a right or wrong way to do it. My grandfather was a wife- and child-beating bastard who was always right and went out of his way to…
I'd be leery of following others' lead — humans are notorious for not internalizing threats until they're imminent, and with a storm like that, it might be too late by then.
Ack — stay safe!
Preach. Half the time, I just use "queer".
It's Cristina. I've always loved the spelling for her; something about taking the extraneous "h" out feels like it fits her character, iunno.
Cristina Yang forever. Srsly. She's my number one hero in TV-land. Over Starbuck!
You are wonderful. My housemate and friend still works there, to the detriment of her mental health every day, because she saw my six months of unemployment and decided not to jump ship like I did. I will make sure she has this information.
Isn't proof the problem, though? How do you prove any of this stuff, especially if there's no HR department available? I quit a $43k job last year with no other prospects because the boss was literally driving me insane (I'm talking dissociative episodes), but it was a tiny family-run company, his parents owned it (of…
Most days, I work sick. Got some kind of chronic gastro thing that I haven't previously been able to spare the time and money to check out, because my partner and I both work part-time at fast food jobs. Friday I FINALLY have an appointment to see a doctor (out of pocket, gonna cost about $200), and I could nearly cry…
I don't really have a single horrific boss, just a dizzying rapid-fire succession of pretty shitty ones. I've been delivering pizza for four to five months. In that time we've lost three managers (one of which was hired to replace the others). One of them is missing-very-possibly-dead, another got fired for calling…
Oh nooooo
You know the bit that breaks my heart?
I can only recommend large amounts of weed. Turns people into silly puppies.
Wait wait wait. Does this make it... a BURTBAG?!?!
Man, I did the exact same thing. "Wow, this Dirt Bag is like, Lindy-funny, but Lindy doesn't do weekends. Let's scroll up and OMG IT'S BURT."
So there's this thing called consent, and this thing called masochism...