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agreed.

hahaha, you just described the whole first year of us living together. i took me so long to figure out that if i just went, "yo, can you clean up this room at some point today?" he did far more to contribute to the household than if i harped on him for every little detail that needed to be tended to.

i think it's a hard balance to reach, honestly. a lot of people i know (who haven't actually lived with a partner before) think every chore has to get split right down the middle, and each partner should contribute precisely the same amount of time and effort to maintaining the household, otherwise the relationship

this is a really weird thing that comes up with my feminist friends who have never been in a long term relationship. When my partner cleans/cooks/generally takes care of things around the house so that my life is easier, they praise what a wonderful man he is. When I do the same things, I'm being a bad feminist and

agreed. i love a light jog just to get my blood circulating, but if i'm out for a real workout I don't stop until my hair is soaked in sweat.

oh, how i love bearded and tattooed cat lovers.

i do monthly resolutions, because i am ambitious and in possession of a very short attention span.

waiting until january 1st usually gives me enough time to lose motivation. for whatever reason, i get really motivated to accomplish my goals in the middle of december, so that's usually when i start my resolutions.

it's this attitude that keeps me working out in private. i've gotten into much better shape over the past year or so, but i refuse to set foot in a gym.

i dunno, my boyfriend and i adopted a dog at 23. Of course, by then we'd already been together for five years, so ours may be a special case. two years later we're engaged and the dog is still quite happy!

let it all out. clean yourself up in the morning and start looking for a doctor. you'll make it through.

you should really read some of her older stuff. i think this might have been the least terrible one i've read by her.

my dog is so motivated by food it's a little amazing. i've taught hr about a dozen different tricks just by rewarding her with a little treat when she gets something right. on the flip side, whenever i'm sitting down for a meal she'll run through her entire catalog until i give her a bite.

when my fiance moved out of his parents house and into my apartment, his mom waited for about three months before doing anything to his room. she said she was just being lazy, but i suspect she was making sure we didn't change our minds. once we got into the groove of living together, that room got redone pretty damn

heh. distinctly possible.

frankly, i'm kind of surprised only 64% of fat kids got bullied. i was a fat kid and elementary school was a fucking nightmare for me. it took a solid ten years before i started to feel ok in my skin again.

honestly i don't even know what a reasonable amount of toys for a three year old looks like. i don't know anyone who remembers being three, so isn't it just as reasonable to not give them anything?

while we're on the subject of christmas confessions, can i say that i'm a little embarrassed by how generous my parents and my in-laws were this year? i'm 25, so i didn't ask for anything, but somehow i got back to my apartment yesterday with a few thousand dollars in thoughtful and expensive presents.

It says on the cover, "Real Women Have Curves." A lot of people are pissed about this because it implies that any woman without that specific hourglass shape is not a real woman.

amen.