I'm fascinated and repulsed by the tales of ex-best friends going whackaloon psychopath. Why humans gotta be so fucked up?

Zenkitty, good on ya for getting out. Since you're far too spiritually evolved to wish ill on your ex, I'll just have to wish extra hard for him to get some Malayasian crotch rot.

Zenkitty, good on ya for getting out. Since you're far too spiritually evolved to wish ill on your ex, I'll just have to wish extra hard for him to get some Malayasian crotch rot.

It's good of you to sacrifice your own spiritual development for the benefit of others. You're like a bodhisattva or something!

I can't believe only one person mentioned "Keeping the Faith" with Jenna Elfman and Ed Norton and Ben Stiller! I mean, not that Ben Stiller is ever going to be a completely non-neurotic and "normal" guy, but he was definitely Jewish, and not super super nebbishy in that movie...

Scott Cohen's character in Kissing Jessica Stein was a fine Jewish male lead.

ooh, good point! I'd blanked it out, because I hated the character of Jessica SOOOO much.

I have to go use my voting rights to force all men to wear eye-liner and leather, funded by a repressive hike in property taxes. And maybe something involving gay pr0n on PBS,

I like! Let's go, ladies!

or I'd want my enemies to be laid off, crushed, and driven before me, and I could sit back and listen to the lamentation of their women.

flea rocks

For purely narrative purposes, tell me an occasion where somebody did you wrong in such an egregious manner that they deserved to have a hellish revenge visited upon them.

Uh....nothing as bad as some other people have told! Mostly I wish I had a time machine so I could go kick some kids' asses back in the day...but I don't really want to hurt the people they are *now*, if that makes any sense.

Honestly, the only people I've ever felt that burning drive for vengeance towards have been people who've done something to someone I care about, not to me. I mean, I've casually wished harm on any number of people, but that's really more free-floating ill-will than a focused anger.

Thanks for wishing ill on my behalf, bodhisattva Hec! I feel embraced by the lotus... something, now.

Hey, Clive Owen is on my tv. he's cute.

Why isn't Clive Owen on my tv?

TAR: Well, only one all female team left. I guess this isn't the year that an all women team gets as far as the final 3. I am so happy that several people took the slap dancing challenge over the stunt bottle cracking challenge.

BTW, did anyone here watch that "Great Inventor" show? One of my co-workers did and it sounds like it's wacky fun.

Why do I read that Heather Television-Review-Chick on Salon? I don't think she knows anything, I don't agree with her, and I don't think that jaded Gen X-er who secretly spends her weekends wrangling dust bunnies and painting her toenails in her sweatsocks shtick is funny in the least little bit. But at least once a week, I get sucked into reading this bullcrap...why? Am I secretly a masochist, or is hating the administration not enough anymore, or what?

Huh. I don't actually want revenge.

Not even against the "friends" who tried to talk Paul into calling off the wedding at his bachelor party. (I didn't learn about it until years later, and while it stung and still does to an extent, I figure they're poopyheads and anyhow, they lost Paul's friendship as a result.)

I just kind of want one or two psycho exes (one physically abusive, one mentally, because the fire looked so warm and comforting after the frying pan) to disappear off the face of the planet so I don't ever have to worry about running into them.

I'm gonna live FOREVER!

Man, I am en route to be the God of Grumpitude!

Also, favorite new word; Humbleocity!

And another '!' for good measure...