I sent an email to the Mary Sue complaining about that ad for piece on premature agings, and I just got a reply saying it's been removed. Sometimes stuff does happen because you complain. Whoulda thunk it?

I'm reading more of the phallus to phallus frot site, because the idea that it's not some prank is really...yuck. Shivers. I know they're not talking to me when they ask:

Dudes -- can you imagine Thor, Hercules, Samson, Lincoln, Armstrong, or any other true hero getting fucked up the ass?

I'm sorry, do you want me to imagine this right now? Do they all have to be in this imagining, or can I pace myself? Because I know I'm down for the task, thanks for asking.

The site is so "Clearly you've always known anal sex is disgusting and unenjoyable. We're here to help you with your prostate stimulation problem. Never fear."

I CAN'T LOOK AWAY....SEND HELP....

Is the Armstrong Neil or Stretch?

God Suzi, how terrible. I can't even imagine finding that out.

In lighter news, I think Dylan may finally convinced me to get a cat even though I'm allergic because we spent basically all of dinner tonight coming up with Star Wars themed cat names. So I'm going to get allergy shots and then we'll adopt Purr2-D2 and C3P-Meow. I don't even like cats, but I love coming up with silly punny names for them.

Oh, yay, another fire, this one less than ten miles of me and on this side of the mountains.

I love Dylan.

Man, that's terrible, Suzi.

I looked at some more apartments, sat in the broker's office for two hours, because the guys who were coming in to sign a lease were stuck in 4th traffic, and nearly passed out waiting for the T. I haven't had an episode like that in some time, and it was just as unpleasant as ever! No idea why.

Suzi, you know if you can manage a flight, you can crash at my place, right? RIGHT???

Because you can. I'd even lend you my car to go spend time helping her out.

Nearly passed out?? That's no good. Take care of yourself! Also, Dana do not have a heart attack.

I am watching Extreme Makeover weight loss, and man, it's both depressing and embarrassing at the same time--I feel lazy and out of shape.

About an hour after talking with my BFF about her mess, KCD decided to talk child support money stuff in front of CJ (huge no-no) and he is being a jerk about paying his share of some of the stuff. I went to the dojo and hit the pads. Hard. For an hour. HIT. KICK. PUNCH.

I don't want to hate on the whole male population, but certain members need a good nut shot.

The more I think about my friend the more upset I get. This is her second marriage. The first only lasted a couple of years thanks to him abusing her. Now this. My heart is breaking for her and I want to help, but I don't know what I can do.

x-post with Plei. Thank you, my dear, thank you. I will keep that in mind. Even if I stay across the sound, closer to her, I will likely need some lighthearted distraction.

I'm so sorry, Suzi. My heart breaks for them both, and you, as someone who loves them.