I'm traveling abroad on my own this summer. I've decided to take a bikini. It's the first two piece I've had in 10 years. I'm so over covering my body because it doesn't look "right". So, fuck it. That's all.

High School blew for me. But I was determined to enjoy prom. My boy friend of 2 years (Or a million years in high school, but who's counting) dumped me right before prom. That was cool, I got to go with my bestie, who hated school as much as I did. Actually, at this point she had already dropped out of school and…

I think my story is pretty good! My school had ours at the Pacific Science Center in Seattle. I was determined to have the stereotypical prom experience. I got my make up and my hair done, rode in a limo, etc. The only thing that I thought would make the night ever better if I lost my virginity.

Well, ok, since you asked.

That is the most depressing reason I can ever think of for going to see a piece of art. It's up there with: read a Dan Brown book.

I like how you go from "Ugh, one more thing for parents to be one-upping eachother about" and immediately follow with "my kids are awesome, we get compliments, I raised my kids right!" That's some high-level stealth Mommy Wars (TM) shit, right there.

Honestly, I'd take the comments here with a grain of salt. There's a lot of confirmation bias going on, and while I'm not a parent, I'm surrounded by many friends and family members who are, and most of them say parenting is the best thing that ever happened to them. From an outsider's perspective, they look stressed…

Why doesn't Mara Wilson ever recommend my Jezebel comments?

io9 manages to come up with 3 days and pages and pages of cosplay photos for every comic convention. Y'all can't give us more than one goth photo?

I wish more stories like your grandma's were available because that sounds damn interesting.

The Folsom Street Fair is fetish street fair that happens in San Francisco every year. I worked on Folsom street so every year I got to walk through it. There's a lot of muscle guys in leather and old guys with something injected in their balls to make them look huge, stuff like that. The grossest thing I ever saw…

I think a couple other points are that:

After I graduated I had the excruciating privilege of helping her and her decorator choose a few pieces of art glass for her abode (I worked in a gallery)... these were pricy hunks of melted silica - something the size of a volleyball for $6-7K....

I have a few observations of Barbara Winfrey - she was an assistant principal at my high school.

Wife and I were camping. On the first night things start getting hot and heavy in the tent. I was having serious difficulties getting the condom on in the dark so she turns on a 1500 lumen flashlight aimed square at my peen. Got the condom on no problem but then laughter erupts from the neighboring campsites. We…

So in high school, my then-boyfriend and I would often "go bowling" aka go to this abandoned place in the woods near his house where we had a tent all set up for the making out and the sexytimes. We'd already been interrupted a couple of times that night— parents coming home unexpectedly, etc— so we left for the tent…

Has it ever occurred to you that maybe these families are less involved in their children's education because they're working several jobs, just trying to make ends meet and keep a roof over their heads, and therefore just aren't able to be in two places at once? Has it ever occurred to you that many of these families…

I voluntarily moved to Tennessee. Please don't judge us all by these crackpots! Metro Nashville is actually pretty blue.