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My solution is not to use my real name on Facebook. If you know me well enough, you know my pseudonym as well. If I get asked, I say I don't really use Facebook and direct them to my G+ account instead, which I figure if they don't want me as an employee because of what's in my G+ account... then they're not a

I want to be a lady-in-waiting!!! How do you get that position? Dangit, my career aspirations as a child were poorly chosen.

Ah yes, WoW. I truly enjoyed my two years of being harassed by the same person who would create new accounts solely so he could spam every female on the server with letters about what whores we are. I dutifully reported it each time and watched them do absolutely nothing. Then there's the "friendly banter"...

I've yet to have a non-BDSM sexual encounter. Granted, I only started having sex this year, but still...

This made me smile. I went to a PP for the first time in my life this month to get a HIV test and I was soooo nervous. I finally blurted out that I'm 27, I was a virgin, lesbian, and my partner and I were getting tested together - and they were super awesome about it and sent me home with my very first supply of

You are not alone. I'm there with you, but I didn't jump into the next two and have finished the series for me with the first.

I need to see this movie. NEED TO. And I need Snow White's armor. (that is a sentence I never thought I'd say...)

Not surprised at all. I never hunted, but kind of wanted to growing up. Made my own bow as a kid and it was terrible, but still managed to put a hole through my bedroom wall. Now I just shoot people as a combat crossbowman in medieval reenactment. So I was able to relate a bit with Katniss over the bow.

I can't believe they had the audacity to show up with a truck! Jeez! I'm laughing at their excuse though - I've done the charity pickup with an unmarked van before while the owner wasn't home. We had someone across the street watching us carry stuff out of her house through the blinds. I'm amazed the police didn't

I've been weirded out by the tone of Jez since it started yesterday. I'm starting to feel like an asshole just because I have a charity allotment in my budget and don't have all the answers on what to do. I think it might be a time for another Jez break for a while.

Commenting on my own comment because I keep thinking about it. I think a good reason NOT to rush out to donate money to them right now would be because all those people for whom appeal to emotion does work quite well will be doing that. Wait three months, six months, then see if they're a worthy cause once there's

I'll be honest. I bawled at this film right about the point they're explaining what the heck is going on in Uganda. It wasn't his kid (that did nothing for me, it was far too obvious a ploy), but it was just the fact that the LRA exists and I had no idea. I had the video on one screen, the internet on the other to

Must have happened before I was reading Jez then. But wow.

"Or when Playboy published a list of the top 10 conservative women who deserved to be "hate-f**ked.""

My brother paraglides. He keeps promising to take me on a tandem flight when he feels like he's good enough at it to do so. I cannot wait.

If you don't grow up living with that sort of fear, it's harder to understand. I've had many talks with some of my male coworkers about why I have a security system and why I don't leave my garage door up when I'm at home by myself - they think I'm crazy. They were never taught things like "if you're raped, try to

It can't find anything on me. The only results it has found are three other people that are not me but have the same name, and the fake name I use on Facebook. My internet paranoia has paid off. But this entire thing is really creepy - I can't think of any good reason someone would need that much information about

I don't know why, but that comment about the sex tape has just bothered me since I heard about it. I don't think I can even put into words why.

I think I just threw up a little in my mouth. I have a very low tolerance for the reek of self-importance.

Yikes, my apologies! I shall never naysay Aurora again. How about 'that princess that kids are less likely to recognize' instead?