Awesome! Dinner's at 7 tomorrow. And I've gotten waaaaaaaaay better at it.

Honestly, I could care less what anyone eats... It was annoying that she didn't taste the food first. And that was indicative of our relationship.

Of course it does, but I had been a vegetarian since I announced it at age 11. And I didn't care about her eating cheese—I just wanted her to try the damn food first. I'm the one who bought the cheese.

But they're so darned cute with cones around their heads.

Not a horror so much as the day I took Thanksgiving back from my mom.

Here's to hoping that Taylor Kitsch isn't as much a tool as Jared Leto.

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I want them all!

I'm in. Maximum City is a great read, too.

They're also a total littlemissmatched rip-off. I know this because I friggin' love and wear their socks—even if I'm 41 years old.

Scientifically speaking...

I have never shaved my armpits. I have been taunted, pointed/laughed at, and received evil leers for 25 years now (I'm 41). I find it hilarious. My mother has said things like 'you'd be so lovely if only you shaved your armpits' numerous times. And as I live in New Jersey, I'm usually being taunted by some Oompa…

And again I say unto you, It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of God.

Damn, you funny.

She doesn't look that hot to me. Not to body snark, but...meh.

Who the hell walks and reads? Me. Every damn day.

I have no idea where my panties just went.

Regency House Party. It was the creepiest of all.

I loved all of those shows. Fantastic. Frontier House, Colonial House, 1900's House, 1940's House, Manor House.