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Compiling updates for our alumni newsletter and I find that old people mention their grandkids but not their kids. What gives?
I think sometimes people die too young because they can't bear to watch their world change.
According to Jeopardy!, "dude" is a derivative of "Yankee Doodle." That's the uncoolest thing I've ever heard.
Learning to be less afraid of the dark because most of the stuff that can really hurt you isn't stuff you can see with your eyes anyway.
Today's update on fucked up names of kids entering our school: Chester. Seriously. A 15 y.o. named Chester. You parents are killing me.
Do I gain or lose "born and raised in L.A." cred for admitting that I couldn't care less about the Oscars?
Already receiving emails from my mom with hints about things she wants for Mother's Day.
Wasted my whole day talking to parents who wanted to know what they'll be missing in my presentation tonight since they're not coming.
El Pollo Loco is a popular lunch choice for Central Americans in L.A. apparently. At 5'3" I'm their tallest customer right now.
There are too many metaphorical similarities between my job and prostitution to go unnoticed.
Took me a minute to realize that my husband's handwritten note on the fridge, "barf & mush," was him asking for more beef & mushroom soup.
The Bachelor: Is anyone still buying this shit?
In my mid-20s an older man, a Ren Fair performer, was obsessed w/ me for a few months because I looked just like his mom when she was young.
Apparently it's a "run over my own bare toes with a shopping cart" kind of day.
A 10 lb. chihuahua runnin' my life and I don't even mind.
I'm that grown up who'll still go into a petting zoo even though I don't have any kids.