triflersneednot
Triflers need not apply
triflersneednot

When I moved in with my boyfriend and started managing our combined finances. We had been hired at the same job on the same date. I had more experience than him and a college degree, had better numbers and better attendance. He was making more than me.

Not in the vag proper, but the vulva yes. I make my own soap, totally dye and fragrance free, very gentle. I have no irritation or whatever.

Yeah anyone with hair longer than a few inches is gonna take more than 5 minutes to wash it.

I hit pits, underboob, vag, ass, feet in that order. The rest is happy with just water. And I only shower every other day, on my off days I’ll do a whore’s bath or as my Nonny called it a PAP. I have it on good authority I smell fine and am not gross, the good authority being my very blunt 5 year old and his friends.

Yaaaaaaaaas. I just bought a house in a neighborhood like that. The other day my 5 year old spent time at 3 different friends’ houses (stopping here each time to make sure I knew where he was) in one evening. He was a goddamn social butterfly. It mad me feel like I was almost cheating as a parent—husband and I got to

I never go anywhere without my earbuds firmly planted in my ears. Even if I’m not listening to anything. I keep a spare pair in my glovebox. Yes it puts out a “don’t talk to me” vibe. Good. I am not there to talk, I’m on a mission.

According to the good folks on the Steve King facebook page I was just talking with all we need to do is budget better, stop taking those fancy vacations and buying new cars, stop being selfish, and get down to making more white babies.

Our local vet will do a home visit for like $75 with a $100 disposal fee. We’ve done it at home for every pet we’ve put down, aside from the one whose condition deteriorated so fast we had to rush him to the clinic after hours. It’s been a much better experience for everyone than doing it at the clinic.

If you’re seriously thinking it might be about time, it’s probably about time. Animals don’t experience time the way we do—they don’t have a bad day but persevere with the hope that tomorrow will be better. They only know that they hurt now. My philosophy has always been if they aren’t going to get better and they

*straightens pedant glasses* That was the abysmal 2002 movie, not the book.

I just heard on Radio Lab that they’re maybe going to use CRISPR to target destroy bacteria soon? Hopefully? Before the UTI apocalypse kills us all?

THANK YOU. Even if the video had been at all useful I would have turned it off because of the ragged ass nails.

Those of you who own these already:
Do they hold together? Like if I do burpees on them will they pull apart from each other?

Those of you who own these already:
Do they hold together? Like if I do burpees on them will they pull apart from

*raises hand* Me. I like ‘em hairy.

*raises hand* Me. I like ‘em hairy.

Scary Valentine Stories + 11tybillion

I was always a terrible sleeper, it would take me at least an hour to fall asleep every night, if not more, and then if I woke up in the middle of the night it would take another half hour to fall back asleep. Then I had a kid who woke up to eat every 2 hours for 9 months and I got forced into non consensual

Hard boiled Penguin egg.

Getting some real WoW flashbacks....