WOW. That is bad.

Yeah, I'm zen about it now, but that did cause some serious existential crisis craziness at first.

Literally the WORST gyno broke the news to me that I had HSV. She basically told me that I was gross and slutty and I could never have sex again and that no one would ever love me and if I ever had children I might give it to them. I'm pretty sure she shouldn't be a real doctor.

Cool :) so we agree.

I agree, with one addendum: for a book with a movie adaptation coming out soon that's drumming up renewed interest in the book (i.e. the Hobbit) I try to avoid spoiling it because it's awesome to me that people are reading good books that are regaining popularity. I assume that you were referring to the deaths of…

CHRISTOPHER PLUMMER. PLUMMER.

I don't care about the thigh gap - let's talk about how that outfit is not according to the golfing dress code.

Crap, now I'm shipping Russel Crowe and Kylie Minogue.

"Damaged goods." That term gives me the eeeeewwwws.

"Medicinal purposes." Any cows in those woods?

I'm always surprised at how many men have a story like this, and a lot of them don't even realize how much it's damaged them. Every single man I have ever dated and many of my male friends have had something like this happen to them. One of them was 11 and it was an older second cousin. He told me this, embarrassed…

Annnnd now you're being misogynistic.

This is the first time I've used the phrase, "I found this surprisingly easy to masturbate to."

I spit a lot (I'm a lady) maybe it's just that different people have different types of saliva glands, and ladies who need to spit a lot don't do so in public as much as men? Seriously though, every time I go out running it's like every two minutes.

Fortunately my pooping is just about always a pretty chill experience. However, I tend to get UTIs a lot. One time, before everybody had cell phones, I was on a date with a gentleman caller, and I excuse myself to go to the restroom because I suddenly need to go pee really really bad. I get to the bathroom, sit down…

I can't stand that Tori Amos cover. The stylizing is super annoying.

NO ONE KNOWS.

That's by far my favorite Bible passage (I'm actually an atheist) because it seems like such a great burn, and it makes Jesus seem like a really chill, cool guy, with great snappy one-liners.

The other day I went out running and wound up sharing the road with a guy wearing nothing but tiny booty shorts, socks, and running shoes. The road was not even a quiet little path in the park/ green belt, it was a path alongside a major international highway in the middle of a Saturday morning. I didn't say anything,…

I want to see this. A lot. Sorry not sorry. Also, I think Nicki Minaj's character seems refreshingly chaotic neutral for a rom com.