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I met my husband on Usenet in 1991 (omg, the Dark Ages of the internet). We became non-romantic friends, corresponded a bit. I was vaguely aware that we lived in the same area. One afternoon I was in a bookstore with a friend, telling her about something that had happened on this Usenet newsgroup, and suddenly a guy

Me too!

Also, you were no good, bro.

Yuck. I got similar reactions when I was wasting away from what turned out to be type 1 diabetes misdiagnosed as type 2.

Theyre apes! Not monkeys!

I’d almost forgotten this one, it was soooo long ago. I was using a diaphragm and the rim got pushed back behind my cervix.

Yes! Foot cramps, especially when I’m on top, which is annoying because it’s my favorite position.

I was going to recount a similar episode. It must be fairly common!

Muller was identified as a suspect in several similar crimes in the Palo Alto area in 2009.

I’d like to give a nod to Regency romance plus magic, of which there are some excellent examples, including Sorcery and Cecilia (Pat Wrede and Carol Stevermer) and Mary Robinette Kowal’s Glamourist series. There are others, but of course now I’m blanking.

Gah! Why are people so stupid????

There’s a category of rape called “rape by fraud.” The usual example would be to rape by pretending to be the victim’s spouse or partner (typically by coming into the victim’s bedroom when it’s dark). I don’t know what level of deception would be sufficient to make something rape if there’s no violence or threat of

Now that’s depressing....

I think one of the reasons people persist in thinking that stopping periods is somehow “unhealthy” is that having your periods stop can be a symptom of a health problem. It’s a confusion of cause and effect.

Hell, the way my nine-year-old expresses herself is more sophisticated.

And, more importantly, away from the baby’s father.

Poor kidlet!

You forgot to mention Victorian era dentistry.

Yeah, I’m toast without my insulin, so any time before about 1923 would be out as far as I’m concerned. And frankly I wouldn’t like to live the way diabetics lived at that time: the insulin was crude, the needles were huge, there was no way to monitor blood glucose at home, and life expectancy was very low.