I’m maybe halfway through the audio book. I like her more now. Her childhood was awful. She comes across as impressively self aware, and there’s a refreshing lack of defensiveness/willingness to trash people, despite what is being written.

All that trippy shit reminded me of the half-assed eastern mysticism shit in Chirstopher Pike books. 

2 HOURS AND 50 MINUTES?
Sweet Christ on a cracker.
If the movie people are going to keep on doing this, we need to bring back the intermission.

One ex was always pleading to get back together. He told Mr that he was so heartbroken that he couldn’t even go to this one place we liked.

Well for me now it feels like everywhere. I went on vacation for two weeks and come home to have him send me a text Wednesday saying he was talking to someone else and had been agonizing telling me. You’re in agony?! He just moved here so I’m terrified of running into him because I lived here my whole life. Every…

Same!! And I’m not unhappy about it at all, although I did have some good burritos there.

Duluth, Minnesota.

The entire state of Arizona.

My Mom had all girls and “boy moms” used to annoy her so much. They all seemed to assume that being loud, messy, and roughhousing was something only boys did. She would frequently point out that my sisters and I did all of those things (especially the story where my middle sister and I were fighting and fell onto the…

This is my favorite column because:

I mean, you make this game sound so completely delightful, I may have to check it out.

If Victorian shopping habits interest you, and if you like playing board games, I suggest picking up a game called Ladies and Gentlemen. It’s about shopping and commerce during this time period. In the game you’re divided up into pairs, one person is a lady, and the other is the gentleman. The gentlemen go to work and…

I would never. I had a bad delivery experience with a mattress a couple of months ago and it was *really* frustrating. The harshest I could be was telling the agent that I knew it wasn’t his fault but I was really disappointed and wanted it resolved fairly. I felt guilty for that.

Boy you are not wrong. The sad part is that we had a couple of really fun dates before this. The sadder part is that SHE called ME and said “you should take me out to dinner.” This was supposed to be third-date magic.

I could see that game being fun in 1820ish.

I read the first two sentences 5 times thinking that it was the woman’s butthole that was flaring, and wondering how this story could be boring when a complete stranger was telling you to look at her butthole.  Then I read the next sentence and realized you meant your dog’s butthole.  Now I’m cracking up at work.

Yesterday at the dog park a woman pointed out that whenever my hound bays her butthole flares. She kept insisting I look. I told her I'd take her word for it. But then everyone kept talking about it so I told them to stop staring at my dog's butthole. Someone suggested I get her an eye patch, another person said it…

 When I was a teenager, I had really bad insomnia.  I could look out the window from my bed.  I could tell time from following a satellite.  If I could see the satellite, it was 4:00 am.

 The best birthday I ever had was when my cousin got married on my birthday.  And something  went wrong with the invitations.  So not many people showed up.  But there was a ton of food 

On my weekly grocery trip a few weeks ago, I unwittingly got into the line where their slowest bagger was working. Nothing happened, and I stewed in silence. And I still think she deserves at least $15/hr.