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No, he promised not to kill the next one.

The wood splitter, or the body spray?

I'm a mom, and not a hipster or someone who finds safety in cynicism, and I think this holiday is ridiculous. Did I accept my day to sleep in and my excellently rendered picture of a...something colorful and my industrial-sized jar of Nutella? Yes, because I'm not an ingrate. But I'll never begrudge anyone who doesn't

I'm sorry I worried you! I never noticed that the phrase could be interpreted that way. (I didn't come up with it, by the way; it's something I've heard other people say.)

Out here in San Diego we have Tender Greens. It's delicious and nutritious.

Holy crap, do they ship to Massachusetts?!

Amazing (slow clap)

Huge hug to all the other motherless Jezzies. And those moms who have lost children. And to everyone who has a rough time on Mother's Day.

Hi Jezzies. I've asked a question like this on an open thread before, so feel free to ignore me. I was wondering whether anyone has advice for how to deal with what I like to call "skin hunger." I'm not exactly lonely; I have plenty of wonderful friends that I spend time with. It's just that I have a deep longing

Dude get used to it. I'm 30 with no fucking clue STILL. Good luck.

Are you sure she doesn't smell like... Teen Spirit?

+10 points to gyffindor

I'm kinda well-known for my head, too, Hamm. If you know what I mean.

Absolutely. I want people who want kids to be able to have them, and I want people who question it or don't want it, to not have kids. There's enough resentment and unhappiness and frankly, people in this world. I feel like I am doing a service to to myself, my husband and the world by choosing not to. And I'm

I have two kids. I love them dearly and they are wwonderful but there is always that part that says "what if" and it's the bit that misses all night partying and getting drunk and having tons of fun. I guess it's just life; when you have kids you have responsibilities and that's what the biggest regret is - not being

"She opened her top and showed them her boobs, which Jennifer says were completely covered in 'the most beautiful angels and beautiful butterflies and baskets of flowers in pastel-colored tattoos.'"

Re: Lady Gaga.

When going through cancer treatment, various friends' dogs (and a random iguana) would guard me and whenever I'd get tired or start to not feel good, they'd REALLY guard me, and make sure that people left me alone. Usually by sitting on me, or giving the stink eye to anyone who talked louder than a whisper. My heart