stevianicks
Stevia Nicks
stevianicks

Have you dated two of my exes? I’ve gotten variations of that very sentence!

Ditto. I once had a doctor tell me “Most girls that walk in here and get this diagnosis cry. Why aren’t you crying? You must be a tough cookie or you’re just waiting for later.”

WTF.

Edit: I was 16. I felt like he wanted me to cry.

“You made some really interesting points that strengthened the piece, but you’re a bit too solipsistic and not in the way Jamie is.”

(this was the only comment on a paper for an education/philosophy course... for which I got an A-)

Totally understood. So do I!

That is AWESOME. DO IT!

<3

I admire Louise but have the temperament of Tina.

I have an elaborate plan where I get pregnant so I’m like 8 months by October (not this year, sadly), and he grows out his beard so we can go as Tom Hanks in Castaway and Wilson. I just have to wear white sweatpants and a t-shirt, my hair is already red, and I just

Me too. I am a weird combination of Tina, Louise and Gene so I totally get it.

My husband and I went at Bob and Linda for Halloween two years ago and won some online contest with a picture of us. I am VERY into couples costumes, and this was the only one I could convince him to do. However he looked incredibly weird

Dodgers. Cause they got away with it. C’mon.... puns!

My husband and I fight about this any time we order out or have to tip. I tend to tip 25% regardless of how long service took — and 30-35% if the service was very good. In one rare instance, where the waiter was not only great but was getting shit from other customers, I tipped 75%. My husband still thinks it’s 1985

If you’re ever in Milwaukee, try Ian’s Pizza’s Chicago Dog pie. It’s on special a lot, so it’s not available all the time. I’m personally not a fan, but I love their other pizzas ... their drunken ravioli pizza is ridiculous, they have one with brisket, tater tots and bbq sauce, a thanksgiving pizza and a chipotle

Jammy Dodgers, obviously.

Oh... subway sandwich shop. This is like the 3rd time I’ve misunderstood a subway reference.

We were driving past a gas station in an unincorporated community and my husband mentioned they were building a subway nearby... for at least 5 minutes I went off about how it made no sense as there’s nothing around here and

Homemade tootsie rolls (the ones I’ve made, that are amazing) call for orange extract.

I’m far from privileged, I’m 5’11 and overweight— and I know exactly the feeling she describes when you get on a plane. Every time I got on a bus or train to get home from school or work... every time I’ve gotten on a plane, or even sat in a crowded waiting room, I’ve felt that unnecessary pang of anxiety about people

Thank you! Exactly. My UPS and FedEx guys are the shit. This guy was just shitty.

Word. I’m 5’11. “Women’s” shirts usually hit my navel. It’s irritating. I also have pretty long legs so average length pants hit my ankles.

Because it’s not possible for the privileged to have troubles? Just because you can afford things doesn’t mean you’re worry free.