I feel you, Ginger. I feel you.

No. Wrong. Incorrect. Do not pass go, do not collect $200.

I like to think I'm pretty awesome ;)

Line-cutters of any variety make me rage.

That was my thought too...the big issue seems like it would be (to me, anyway), that these sunbathers are physically IN THE WAY of kids wanting to play soccer or whatever.

Being too nice isn't something I've ever had a problem with. My grandpa gave me the nickname "The Queen of Mean" as a kid—not because I was really MEAN, per se, but because I was assertive, stubborn, outspoken, and didn't take any shit.

Oh my God, I'm not gray anymore. When did that happen?

I unashamedly love Owl City. Sorry not sorry.

Not these days.

I don't really have a horse (er, pony?) in this race as I've never seen the show and have no pressing need to. However I did watch that trailer, and....

I, for one, love that gif. Forever and ever.

I just started making handmade cards. They're kind of terrible because I suck at crafting, but I'm pretending that the imperfections are part of their charm (?).

I know that teenagers don't have the best judgment and all since their brains are still developing, but...it just feels like this type of thing is light years away from any stupid thing I ever thought of doing as a kid.

We are in the same boat, my friend.

My high score is 9862. Whoa.

This is so fun and I'm so bad at it.

Oh my goodness. They cheep like little birds!

Well, I never expected Chris Brown to be a bastion of good taste, good judgment, good neighborliness, or good music, so....not surprised.

Long grass tends to attract rodents and insects like fleas, I think.