It’s Jezebel’s 10th birthday party tonight (whaddup fifth grade!!!)—and yet we feel we haven’t aged a day. Tonight, pour one out for everything we’ve been through together; for our broken libidos, our declining country run by a fuzzy meat wad-in-chief, your shocking teenage past, these inspirational figures, and our daughter, who we’re so proud of, Fiona. We’ll be taking a look back on the past decade on the site over the next few months, but in the meantime, thanks for being in our family.
I have a reason to celebrate! After 5 years of waiting for The Asshole to fix the divorce papers he wanted me to sign, I went ahead and filed for divorce myself, back in June. This week, the judge signed the decree after The Asshole didn’t respond to the notice he was sent.
While I’ve considered myself single for the past 5 years, it’s finally legal!