Every day I wake up and I’m infinitely glad I’m only going to my soul-killing, mindless cubefarm job and not heading to high school. I can’t imagine trying to survive that shit now, what with social media and shit like this.

There would have to be a zombie T-Rex chasing me to get me to run ANYWHERE. I won’t even run to catch my train. I have the utmost respect for anyone who can run. I certainly can’t. I look like the chubby kid running away from the killer toys in The Nightmare Before Christmas.

I buy the cotton ones. They seem fine to me? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I like the way you think. :D

Neil Gaiman took my hand and called me lovely when I met him at a signing a few years ago. I’m having it put on my tombstone.

Weird. I buy Aerie exclusively and haven’t found any difference.

If you’re a lady, try the underwear from Aerie. They’re the lingere and lounge wear branch of American Eagle but they’re INCREDIBLE. Wash well, awesome fit, and they’re always on sale 7 pairs for $25. I swear by them.

I love Drunk History. It would be so easy for them to just tell the regular old white guy history we all know so well but they seem to go out of their way to showcases lesser known stories about women and minorities. I think it’s excellent. It’s an uproariously funny show and tells lesser known, awesome stories.

“drive it all home, she says things like, “That obese specimen of human filth scrubbing bulimia vomit out of the carpet is Ms. Bean, but I call her White Mammy because she’s essentially a house slave” when introducing the Kappa Kappa Tau housekeeper. And that’s all within the first 10 minutes of the episode.”

ME TOO

Why? Because our lives are mundane drudgery and all of us want something, no matter how brief and stupid, that is magical and special to happen to us. No one gets an owl at age 11, no one follows a white rabbit down a hole. We sustain ourselves with fictions because reality is mostly an awful, cold place where you…

Hello, are you me?

This is my favorite comment. I would be a FUCKING SENSATION at Almack’s!

At age 30 I’m firmly on the shelf now in terms of dating. If this was the Regency, I would be the maiden aunt and chaperone. Part of me is almost relieved, to be honest. Dating is miserable and marriage isn’t the fast track to happiness.

I bought like the omnibus of the first few books on the suggestion of a friend but never actually read it.

And I’m mad Bristol Palin is still a thing, but what can ya do?

Throw out some titles? They both have big back lists!

They’re spectacular! My father and I are obsessed with that series. He loves historical mysteries and I love the Regency so it works out well.

You won’t be disappointed! Come back and tell me how you liked them! :D

I’ve not read her yet, no. Any place I should start?