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I've had times where I was off them for a week or so (I only recently got a job with insurance) and my fiance KNOWS. He's definitely figured out the difference between me being tired/hormone-cranky and me being off meds for a few days. (Namely one he will get annoyed about and the other he will tuck me into bed with

I remember when my cousin's parents got divorced and I helped her decorate her room at her dad's new house. Our inspiration was agreed upon to be Clarissa's room. We got yard sale furniture and painted it in crazy designs and put Christmas lights up around the ceiling.

This time last year I was having 2 to 5 panic attacks a week. Sometimes I'd have to pull over if I was driving so I wouldn't get in an accident.

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Sounds like mine! He's taken up baking dessert breads lately, and they are often quite good (he does a great cinnamon-vanilla and a pretty good applesauce bread), but I try to keep him away from anything savory as he likes adding anything that sounds good at the moment. I'll be the first to cook meat with fruit, but

I just never liked cakes and cookies enough to bake much; I just don't have much of a sweet tooth. I can make a couple basic breads and pizza dough and that's fine for me bakingwise. I love to cook though!

The stripy ones are adorable, I may have to invest...

At least she's reading the signs. In my supermarket cashier days I always remember the woman who bought a few hundred dollars worth of groceries, then wanted to pay for it with her payroll check. No problem! We would cash those for a $3 fee, along with giving you a little store credit slip for $2, so if you were

My grays should be coming in within the next couple of years if my genetics have anything to say about it (both my parents started graying in their early 30's). I'm hoping for some sweet white streaks like my mom had 20 years ago; why would I want to prevent that??

Yup—I enjoy cooking, but during the week my fiance usually cooks since I have a long commute. So I plan what to buy that he will be OK with cooking, and planning my (usually more complex and veggie-heavy) meals for the weekend, browsing around for ideas on what to do with that exotic squash I bought on a whim, so on

I tend to eat pretty healthy, but I will NOT be separated from my butter. Margarine can suck it.

Our awesome cyberpunk class at a midwest university got a bunch of nursing students in who heard it was going to be all watching movies and reading comics for an English credit—we did do those things, but they got mad at A Clockwork Orange and then at Dr Manhattan's penis and FINALLY threw an enormous pissy baby fit

Hooter's was the only place that ever served me alcohol when I was underage, and I salute them for that.

I never noticed before, but I'm pretty sure she could take out Rick Perry with one shot from those guns, damn.

Aggh I had an experience kind of like that—I had just started dating a guy who I was with fairly seriously for a year and some, and a friend of mine just pops up with "Well *I* would have asked you out if I knew you were going to go out with *him*" and all this about how he had had a crush on me. This is a guy I was

Time to start watching Glee again!

No, that only matters DURING the presidency.

Her profile in The New Yorker a few months back has made me start seeking out her movies. She is one funny lady.

Yeah, that is pretty much the case.

Ugh, remember when we had GOOD omnisexual aliens?