What? Haha!

Hi! I work 70 hours a week, and I'm moving into my own apartment, and I just took the LSATs, and I'm going to Ireland in a couple days. That's my summer. But I've missed you guys!

This was the best thing I've ever read ever at the AV Club. I know you guys all write professionally and shit, but wow. Rabin, you will never be that awesome. Now Sean O'Neal…that's another story.

I watched TMYLM
for like one episode, then I read that all the penises were fake, and then I didn't care anymore.

I got into the Golden Girls because of their 9-10 am Lifetime spot and roommates in college who loved watching it. At first it was just background noise in the morning, until I actually paid attention and realized it was brilliant. Then, once I started buying the DVDs, I would watch Golden Girls and eat Golden…

…coolness?

Nope. Someone had an alpha-omega thing a few months back. Sorry about your lameness.

I think that was just the hype, or the wishes of many overly obsessed fanboys.

In Columbus, the best local music venue was forced out of its lease by its landlord astronomically raising the rent. Once taken over by the lesbian bar currently residing in it, the rent plummeted back to its beginning rate. It sucked.

Perry St. Clair, you aren't a resident of Columbus, are you?

Liz problems
On tuesday of this week, I ate 5 donuts in one day. Just wanted to let everyone know.

Moranis is a little giant in my heart.

Aha, so all she had to do was call it an Afghani inspired roulade or something and then she wins. I understand now. Still doesn't make it sound less gross.

He looked so unnaturally tan in that picture, like Braff in those "The Ex" movie posters.

I'm completely creeped out by the palm in that picture. I know it's from water but it looks like he has some kind of reverse Michael Jackson thing going on.

That's my reaction to Coldplay, too! (high hat snare combo)

Zero, your story only further proves my theory that vegans ruin everything.

Oh you know, just hangin around with my boobs out, enslaving the human race.

That dance made me so incredibly happy. Also, I love how whenever Tracy went somewhere to solve a problem, he carried a screwdriver. Pure genius.

As the girlfriend of a boyfriend who has some strangely Jim-esque characteristcs, I found that whole ping pong thing an annoying but endearing subplot. The disappointment was more prevalent at the Finer Things Club, which was just him being a total douche.