As far as I am concerned, he can sit on his butt for the rest of his life and drink chocolate milkshakes if he wants. It’s like when Peter Gabriel wrote and recorded “In Your Eyes.”
Guilty pleasures thread - who has a show/event/hobby that qualifies?
I just got back from a hike. I took my neighbors’ dog (Lola, 9 year old boxer) since we have the kind of hood where we can take their dog, randomly leave beer in their fridge, and exchange babysitting for booze and peanut butter.
I understand the thin blue line. I understand that cops think, “That coulda been me. Mistake made. Gotta support my brother.” But I’m a public school teacher. If I found out that a teacher was fucking a student, there’d be no way that my knee-jerk response would be, “Well...you have to understand that...” Give me a…
Audrey Hepburn is 2 words.
“Why didn’t you post sooner??”
CONFESSION: I am 20 weeks pregnant and still haven’t told my grandmother (whom I love dearly) or the majority of my closest friends (who do not live in my city). I am truly, genuinely excited about this baby, but something about calling people up to say that I’m pregnant just feels weird to me.
I’m going to stay agnostic on the Ann of this story — but in general, I think this response is a bit silly. When you’re young, maybe. But it’s pretty reasonable, I think, to say “Look, I want to get married. If you don’t, we’re going to have to part ways.” A *lot* of relationship heartache could probably solved with…
Anyone of any gender who demands that you either get hitched or break up is not someone you want to marry, ever. Sorry, Ann.
Zambillion Little Pieces.
This is why we need to teach critical thinking skills in schools.
The most hilarious part of all this is that it’s like these Grey’s Anatomy fans don’t even know who Shonda Rhimes is. Like is Shonda really gonna fire Jesse Williams for speaking out about social justice?? That’s about as likely as Donald Trump saying something intelligent. Ain’t gonna happen.
I wasn’t aware that a racial equivalent of a ‘guy’s girl’ existed.
I spent the last few weeks thinking of a tree that we used to have in the backyard of our old house. All those hours I spent under that tree looking up as the sunlight dripped like honey through the leaves. When the thin cold wire of time wasn’t pressing pushing tight against my neck. There was time back then. There’s…
If the FDA would like to recommend a better way to eat my feelings I’d love to hear it.
Brothers and sisters I have naught (er) but this woman’s mother is my mother’s daughter.
Cheating and cheaters sure makes life “interesting”...