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once I was old enough to be trusted handling money, I was often sent in to buy my mom cigarettes. And I spent my childhood hanging out in bars with my family. I didn't drink alcohol because I didn't like it, but had I wanted to, it would have probably gone largely unnoticed. But one of the highlights of my preteen

That's a good plan. My ex let me know he had been cheating on me for a year at the same time he told me he wanted a divorce. I kept the heirloom. Fuck all of them. But I can happily offer it to my son when his time comes, if it does.

In the 1980/90's, I was 5'8" and weighed around 128 lbs. That, by today's standards, is pretty skinny. My legs cant toward each other, and made corduroy pants make noise, so I thought I was fat. There's no escape from feeling fat, I think.

I thought Pride and Prejudice and Zombies sounded excellent, so I got it and started reading it. It was like the most amazing, gorgeous prose, randomly interrupted by something some dork who barely passed 10th grade English scribbled in his library book. I hadn't actually read Pride and Prejudice, but I was loving

you are forgetting that all those internet trolls exist in real life. The only difference between the internet trolls and the people you are meeting face to face is the medium. People are less likely to be outright vicious irl than online, but the people you meet irl go online, and the people online go out in the

Food for thought: in college, my boobs started giving me massive pms pain every month to the point that I went to see a doctor about it. They diagnosed me with fibrocystic disease, which is what it sounds like: fibrous cysts in your breast tissue. Caffeine can make them swell painfully. They recommended I cut out

I don't have first hand experience—this pic was from Wikipedia. But I do have experience with European borders. We went on the Rhone, from Switzerland, without our passports. We accidentally got out in Germany, but one member of our party went and got the car, from Switzerland, picked us up and we just stopped and

is that a thing? I didn't know. I'm medicated, too, and itms new for me. There have been a few days where by the end of the day, I was wondering if the meds were still working at all. I was hoping this would be a temporary medication...I wonder if the fact that I have goose days means I won't be getting off it too

pretty sure not. Border between Netherlands and Belgium in Baarle-Nassau:

I've flown internationally multiple times, and I didn't know. Or I didn't remember. It has been a while, and I have never even had that much money, so if I did read it, it would have gone in one eye and out the other, because who cares?

this is very hard for me. I generally agree we need more diversity, but I *adore* James, and might actually watch a show with him. I don't usually bother with late night tv.

I went to visit my bf at work one day, or pick him up for lunch...itms been a long time, so I don't remember why I was there. He was in the phone at a different desk than his own, so while I waited, i sat down at his desk to play minesweeper (I said it was a long time ago). His screen saver was on lock, so I asked

damn. I should have given my son Mr. Tasty as a middle name instead of Alexander. Now I feel super pedestrian. :(

cats vary wildly. I can make some damn convincing mews, and some cats thoroughly ignore me, while others get their panties all in a wad, trying to figure out what's going on.

if you're going to end a sentence with tho, you really should start it with chan. Just good form.

paranorman has one.

I didn't have that big of a wedding, but I can't imagine noticing two strangers. Between distant relatives and the groom's distant relatives, who were all strangers or nearly so, two more people I didn't recognize wouldn't even hit my radar. Afterwards, when nobody could figure out who they were in the pix, maybe,

Ok, I looked up Lulu because of you, and I accidentally found one of my daycare babies from 1995. He's nineteen now, and apparently quite a hook-up artist. O.o and :O and :(

NOOOO!! Omg. I grew up with the most anal dad ever, and he drilled it into my head how to handle his records and how to use the record player. This is a very painful video to watch.

Sydney's got a ton! This is fun!