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She's gorgeous and I love her. And if they don't put Janine in this new Ghostbusters movie, then they are idiots.

Never argue with Annie Potts.

I didn't go to prom. First, because I really had no interest. Like, really really. I hated high school and the thought of spending time with my high school classmates (aside from my 6 friends) outside of school hours seemed like bullshit to me.

I once met a guy like that - the type who thinks 'friendly conversation' means 'saying snarky or attack-y things to you'. His deal was all 'there is never any reason to be anonymous on the Internet, you lose your credibility' and refusing to believe that some women are anonymous online because hello rape threats and

That is the dumbest rule! Who the hell came up with that? It makes no sense! Not everyone can find a date ffs!

I've had to start actually commuting during morning rush hour this year and it is so much worse than I had anticipated. It's not how congested and slow everything is, because you can plan for that. It's 100% the assholes who screw up what would otherwise be a slightly annoyingly slow journey. They weave in and out of

At my college, the fraternity and sorority houses are owned by the school so they have to have a designated RA. It really sucks, because there are only about 7-10 people in each house (typically the exec board) and everyone yells and squabbles at each other about who has to be the RA. Since I was vice president, it

This isn't my biggest meltdown, but it is my most public, most absurd, and most embarrassing meltdown.

You're not the only one who went to prom alone! I asked a good friend of mine if she wanted to go as my date, and she agreed. Forms were filled out, a tux was rented, and I was all set...until the day before, when her mom calls me and says, "[Friend] can't go to your prom because she's in rehab for cocaine use", which

My high school had a rule: for junior and senior prom, you had to have a date. And because it was a Catholic school, it had to be boy-girl. I had a crush on this junior when I was a senior, and asked him to go to the prom with me. He was completely enthusiastic about it and I was ecstatic. All he had to do was get a

ETA: I am now employed at my former university. It makes meetings fun.

This is not funny, this is sad. Also TW suicide/depression so yeah.

My wife had a meltdown today when she got home. Her nephew asked if he could spend the weekend with us, and we agreed he could. I decided to pick him up from school so we could get an extra night of gaming in, and because I wouldn't be able to pick him up the next day because of the SEC tournament going on. I had

When I was in college, I lived with a couple friends in a townhouse. One roommate and I shared a room downstairs, on ground level. I was laying on my bed (actually just an egg crate on the floor stacked with blankets), she was in hers across the room, and we were reading. I turned my head to read the next page, and

This was completely over the top, and I should be embarrassed, but if I'm being honest? This is one of my favorite stories about myself.

I was in shock, BP down to 70/60, my husband holding one ankle, my mother and sister on the other and I screamed at everyone in the room, "I hope you enjoy the show!" And passed out.

Oh, how to choose... How about the giant hole I pounded into the bathroom wall with a ball peen hammer (peen being the backside of a hammer - new definition I just learned). This happened when a strip of steel corner edging under the paint and plaster extended into the area of the screws meant for holding the

I used to have roommates, 2 guys, 1 who I had been friends with prior to the living situation, and 1 who was a random that we moved into our recently vacant 3rd bedroom. For the most part he ended up being super cool, and the situation worked out, but then he started to slowly come out of the closet. He had more of a

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Can we add a line about if people are really, truly concerned about you, try to step back and re-examine what you're doing and why. I ask for this pause for self-reflection because, in reading over the Greatist article, what struck me immediately was - this is life with an eating disorder. People worrying about your