Consider me awed and humbled by the discovery of my Facebook “Other” folder. How did I not know about this!? This morning, Julie informed me that in your Facebook messages inbox there exists an “Other” folder. It’s like the Bermuda Triangle of Facebook messages. Invites, messages from non-friends and other virtual detritus all get sucked in there and disappear. Winona refers to it as “a second chance at life.” I concur. Well, obviously I had to scroll through all 99 unread messages RIGHT AWAY and see what I’d missed in the last three years. Holy shit! Consider my ego sufficiently stroked and my faith in life renewed. After the jump, the treasures I found in my “Other” folder. Keep reading »
A few months back, I had a horrifying experience at an Apple Genius Bar. My computer died while I was in the midst of the some important business, and try as I might, I couldn’t bring it back to life. Regarding the “important business,” it was this: Engagement rings. My boyfriend and I had been in the beginning stages of the engagement conversation; we’d started the process of looking at rings. On this particular night, we’d been looking on a website. Eventually, my boyfriend got tired and went to sleep. But I stayed up for a while. I stayed up looking at rings.
Here, it bears mention that my current screen saver shows both my father and my younger brother at my younger brother’s wedding. So, my boyfriend was asleep, and I was looking at rings against the backdrop of my newly married brother. And then my computer went kaput. Immediately, I scheduled a Genius appointment for the following morning. When I went in, the helpful young Genius had it working again in a matter of minutes. He did one thing and then another, and then my computer came back to life. And when it did, the visuals flashed in this order: SCREENSAVER OF BROTHER AT WEDDING! FIVE DIFFERENT ENGAGEMENT RING WEBSITES! Keep reading »
Nobody wants to have a run-in with a psychopath. Whether it be in walking down a dark alley or in the work place. As far as the dark alley goes … avoid, avoid, avoid. On all other fronts, there are some psychopath red flags, which you can read up on all over the interwebs — narcissistic, pathological liar, charming, no empathy, will destroy your life. You know that type. Avoid, avoid, avoid.
If you’re still not sure if that Jekyll and Hyde you’re interfacing with is a psycho, you may want to consider their job. In Kevin Dutton’s recently published book, The Wisdom of Psychopaths: What Saints, Spies, And Serial Killers Can Teach Us About Success, he shares what occupations are most likely and least likely to attract the psychos we’re so keen to avoid. Find out what they are after the jump. [Media Bistro] Keep reading »
I’m weird. I’m very weird. I’m proud of how weird I am. You’re probably weird, too. I think everyone is weird in their own unique way. Like snowflakes. When I found out that there was a BellyButton app for my iPhone, my first reaction was, “I want it.” It does nothing but show pictures of belly buttons. That’s it. The iTunes store review of it says, “Pointless, bizarre, and strangely amusing.” That’s really all I’m looking for in an app. In life, really.
If belly buttons aren’t your thing, there’s a whole world of bizarre apps to entertain oddballs like you and me. I found a whole bunch of them just for us.
I’m not big on the whole New Year’s resolution thing, but I do make a point to clean house every January. This year, my house is single. So, while I’m hiatusing, I am giving my outlook on singledom a scrub down. That means I am getting into every nook and cranny of negativity and trying to approach love from a place of abundance rather than a place of scarcity. In simple terms: I am putting the kibosh on single, self-flagellation. Starting with those played out lines I hear myself, and some of my friends saying. We don’t have to push ourselves to be coupled, but goddammit, at the very least, let’s push ourselves to stop being so cliche. Keep reading »
New Year’s resolutions imply a commitment to follow through. We don’t want to put that much pressure on ourselves, but let the record stand: there are things we’re done with in the coming year. After the jump, what Frisky staffers intend to 86 from our lives in 2013. Share yours in the comments! Keep reading »
You read Fifty Shades of Grey on the subway, you sexted your ass off, waxed your bush until it was nonexistent, avoided period sex and hell, you even spent a full half hour looking for the NSFW versions of the Kate Middleton topless photos just because you were bored. It’s OK. No shame. You were en trend for 2012. But that’s all over now. Onward! The Frisky offers their humble predictions for what will be IN and OUT for sex in 2013.
I’m tired of making New Year’s resolutions for myself. It’s time to play God and suggest some resolutions for guys. I have your best interests at heart, fellas. Keep reading »
I just admitted to the ladies here that my way of dealing with my recent breakup is to have out loud, imaginary conversations with him. Not like angry conversations, just very casual conversations. Example:
Me: Did you see the latest episode of “Kitchen Nightmares”? It’s ridiculous.
Me: Yeah, I knew you’d enjoy it. Do you know Gordon Ramsay has a new show called “Hotel Hell”? I don’t know how I missed it. It’s soooo bad. You should check it out on Hulu … I went to yoga today.
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By now you’ve probably caught LeAnn Rimes’ strange “X-Factor” duet with Carly Rose Sonenclar. To me, she just sounded like she was trying to out-sing a 13-year-old who’s more talented than her. And she did it in a very Jenna Maroney from “30 Rock” sort of way. Julie calls the sound that was coming out of her face “warbling.” I’m stealing that. Other people thought she seemed drunk. Rimes deflected the drunk allegations and made Sonenclar look bad in one fell swoop claiming that she was trying to help the “nervous” girl. Likely story. And sadly, Soneclar didn’t win, possibly due to Rimes’ warbling spotlight-stealing. [The Hollywood Gossip]
LeAnn wasn’t the only celeb who demanded “I wasn’t drunk!” this year. Click through for the top drunk deniers of 2012. The first step is admitting you have a problem …