All of my friends are dating someone/married. I just rejoined the world of online dating, but I can't muster up the energy or effort to sort through the weirdos to get to the good guys. Might turn Saturday into a Treat Yo' Self day.

I have a deep love for Tina Fey and 30 Rock, so here we are.

The wall twerk into a back walkover? Hot damn. She is so fucking sexy.

Yikes. There goes any AV Club credibility I had built up…

My financial situation is so fucked it makes me sick to my stomach to think about it. If I don't get a new job in the next couple of months, I'm going to have to get a second job and/or move back to my parents' house. I'm second in command at my job, yet I can barely afford rent in a mediocre New England city.

I'm an idiot when it comes to financial stuff, and Turbotax is soundly idiot-proof.

I sort of successfully made shepherd's pie with sweet potatoes this weekend (my potato distribution left a lot to be desired).

Abbi and Ilana from Broad City

Noted.

I've been with a few guys who are into that. It doesn't necessarily do much for me, but as long as the bruises are able to be hidden under clothes and they're not hurting me, I'm okay with it. As long as your man isn't drawing blood, you're good.

So, I think I'm ready to jump back into the dating pool again. I still miss my ex, but 5 weeks out, I feel like I need to get back on the horse, so to speak. I might wait until after Valentine's Day to reactivate my OKC profile, though; I once started dating a guy a week before V-Day and it was weird.

I think the baby arm character came up a few times, but I remember her in an American Idol sketch where she auditioned by opening her mouth and drooling profusely.

Is anyone still listening to Invisibilia? I want to like it, because the concept seems interesting, but I haven't been able to listen to a full episode yet.

The one that springs to mind is Backup from Veronica Mars.

I'm not really into weed, but what you described sounds goddamn delightful and delicious.

My roommate and I gasped in horror in unison.

Up until this season, my heart belonged solely to Ilana, buuuuut Abbi has been bringing the heat lately. Even drugged and chola'd up, I was still like, "Oh heyyyyy girl."

I don't know what it is about this show that gives me such visceral reactions - first the oppressive heat, then the wisdom teeth removal? I could practically feel the soggy, bloody gauze packed into my cheeks.

I'm not quite ready to actively pursue dating yet, although my psychiatrist asked me how I would respond should someone ask me out, and I said I would go. I'll need another couple of weeks before I'm ready to brave OKCupid again, though.

I first heard Dr. Winch on the Mental Illness Happy Hour podcast; he and the host did mini-episodes on a few of the chapters in his book, and I filed it away as something I wanted to eventually read. Luckily, I had a light bulb moment amidst all of this crap and found it at the library. I'm eventually going to buy my…