KATY PERRY IS LIVING THE DREAM!

"Should I come up there too?"

Exactly. And everyone likes to get mail that isn't bills.

Honesty was the best policy!

That's awful! I don't know how I would have responded. I might have started dancing to the ringtone like my grandmother does when one rings in her class...and that would definitely NOT have been better than answering and hanging up immediately.

I wrote a thank you email and a thank you note because I'm obviously crazy. My husband was leaving for work as I was writing the notes, and I yelled for him to wait for them so he could put them in the mail. He looked at me and asked, "You have to write thank yous?" Derp.

You dodged a bullet! I worked for someone like that guy and it was HELL. Count your blessings, my friend.

Okay, that's crazy. Did they explain the law degree requirement? I know many English professors (including my grandmom!) and have never heard of that!

I hope you turned and ran out!

Thank you! And congratulations on landing your dream job!!!

Did you get the job?!

This doesn't answer your question, but I had to say this:

That sounds fucking FANTASTIC. I am incredibly jealous.

I haven't written in a while, but I need emotional support.

I've just re-read them for the ____ time, and trust me, you can appreciate JK Rowling's storytelling. I was a semi-adult when I read them (in college), but I still loved them. Give them a chance and make sure to soldier past books one and two. Most newbies have the hardest time with those.

I had a woman at Joann Fabrics tell me, nine months pregnant with baby #3 and totes happy about it, that two is easy and three is the worst. She then said that four is a cakewalk. I brushed her off (because RANDOM and WEIRD) and went on my merry way.

Yes. My sister's best friend, who is gay, posts long Facebook tributes to LG and says how her last album saved his life. There is a very adorable video of him opening up tickets to her concert for Christmas and the losing all his shit.

It's the worst! I was cleaning my house, opening all the windows in the dead of winter, and practically crying because I couldn't understand how my house could smell so strongly—even when my neighbors were out! I was relieved to realize what was causing it—and slightly pissed off for it happening in general!

Every time I'm on the verge of getting sick, I smell cigarettes. Once I had a mini freak out when this happened because I thought my neighbors were smoking so much I could smell it through the wall. Turns out I just have weird sinuses. (I didn't freak out AT them, btw. I just may have panicked at my husband.)

Y'ALL. I got this: