My first concert was OzzFest.!

Hey baby, show me your relay rack.

Emma Thompson's always hilarious on talk shows. I love her. I'm committed to convincing her to switch teams, so I can steal her from Greg Wise.

It's not cool. My ex snooped in my phone AND my diary. I felt seriously violated and never really got my trust back (and stopped keeping a diary for a few years).

I moved 100 miles away before we broke things off (with full awareness that relocating would probably help speed things along to their fiery conclusion). I'm glad I did. After many unsuccessful attempts at breaking up (and staying broken up) in the past, it's finally stuck this time.

I get so fucking excited when a new 100k+ word fanfic is posted for my fandom of choice.

My BFF in college was from NOLA and told me about this "making groceries" thing.

I'm from a line between the red an green (southeast VA), so it ends up beings peeKAHNs (referencing the nuts themselves) but PEEcan pie.

I majored in Philosophy and had an entirely different experience. Half of the faculty in the department were women, including the department chair. The student ratio wasn't great. I was the only woman majoring at the time; but there were a handful minoring.

I fucking love handkerchiefs. I carry one every day. They are great for more than just snot...- Cleaning spills on your cloths. (won't leave fuzz like a paper napkin or tissue)
- Cleaning your glasses (soft and no fuzz)
- Cleaning fingerprints off your personal electronic device
- Wiping your brow in summer heat and…

If you live somewhere that's it's practical (e.g. Northeast Corridor), take the train. It's a significantly less demeaning experience: almost no security theater, comfortable seats, free wifi and 120v outlets, plenty of room for carry-on bags.