Fuck all those people.  I look fabulous in white.  Makes me look tan. I might accidentally drop spaghetti on white, but I would posit that most of us look fab in it.

I’d sooner gnaw off my own hand at the wrist than place ACIII. This game made me question my love and devotion to the series. I hated a lot of things about this game. The pitch of the roofs making it pain to traverse them. How dour Connor was. You could not unfog the entire map. Evil George Washington in the DLC. I…

“The devil’s mouthpiece”

Trashcan Lasagna! She hasn’t procreated yet to need a minivan, thankfully.

I don’t actually hate the shorts that kind of look like a baseball mitt. I mean, I’d wear them to bed.  But the skirt and the shirt? Hard pass...

I have a minute amount of counter space, but there was room for my a KitchenAid Stand Mixer. Mine is white. All of the rest of the appliances are white. And the color I really wanted (the bright turquoise blue) was ridiculously expensive. Several years ago, before Sears’s latest bankruptcy, they had a coupon that…

If 500 calories seems like you are going to gnaw off your wrist, you can also try to eat at a deficit of 250, and then exercise off 250 as well.

I’m trying to process what I’m seeing in this gif.  What is that and why are they spraying it down his ass? I’m also trying not to giggle at the absurdity of it.

I also went though it fairly quickly. I realize that I am too trusting of Hippocratic oathed individuals because I completely missed that cultist until the game shoved it in my face. That irks me, especially since I had a tendency to play Kassandra as skeptical of people and their motivations.

Excellent. 

I check trophies periodically to see if they are out yet, but hadn’t seen anything. I did just pop the game back in to do the Daughters of Laiala mission.  Mostly at this point I want to just lord over my brother that I have more trophies for it than he does. 

So, I’m done with the game and have done all the side quests, found all the things and am level 59.  Never bought any boosters.  I played a ridiculous number of hours (as a married woman with a full time job it’s frankly embarrassing how I’ve acquired triple digit hours on this game).  Still waiting on the DLC episode…

My brother has managed to Platinum this game.  I commend him for his persistence.  He tried to get me to play this game.  But, I really don’t want to play a game where a boss vomits on me during the fight.  And I don’t want to play anything so difficult that I would toss my one and only controller onto the ground in…

Well, I’m sorry your grandmother and mother don’t use it.  It’s awesome on my mac and cheese which always gets rave reviews. You should try it, you’ll thank me.

This looks like she didn’t use any paprika on the top, let alone salt and pepper. This is a crime against god and man. She’s the relative who keeps getting asked to bring the paper plates and plastic solo cups to the barbecue isn’t she?

Why...why did you have to put an image of him eating KFC while on the shitter out there? I feel so mentally violated. THERE IS NOT ENOUGH MIND BLEACH IN THE WORLD.

I’m still mad at Solas.  And each playthrough of Dragon Age Inquisition made me even more mad at him.  I had one PT where I punched him in the face and it gave me joy.  Me personally, not my inquisitor.  She was a horned bad-ass though.  But I think  she just wanted him to get off his high horse. 

Trashcan Lannister is an affront to all Lannisters, including that harpy Cersei. But this broad is horrible and deserves all the shade from an 11 year old that she gets. 

Well, he hasn’t devolved down to Robin Thicke levels of sad clownishness and put out an album. But it’s still early...

I’m still emotionally traumatized from Infinity War, but I did feel ridiculously happy to see Scott out of the quantum realm. I hope he has some kind of special quantum realm powers he can use to restore all the people or something.