He was - a man larger than life in stature, personality and voice. He sat through a combined 20 hours of dance recitals and I was probably only in a half an hour total over the years. If that's not love, I don't know what is.

Indeed, and very talented to boot.

I'm reading Roxane Gay's novel "An Untamed State" and it's absolutely phenomenal. One of those books that I can't stop reading - stayed up late last night to read and was late to work this morning because I couldn't put it down.

Heyyy, Neighbors came up on my shuffle, too.

Oh Honey - Get It Right
T.I. - Whatever You Like
Foster the People - Pumped Up Kicks
The Secret Sisters - Black and Blue
Mark Ronson and Amy Winehouse - Valerie
Charli XCX - Body of My Own
Cartel - Honestly
One Direction - Over Again
The Barden Bellas Regionals performance from Pitch Perfect
George Michael - Faith
Drake and…

I was in a similar situation; a combination of post-college depression and a shitty job led to some serious binge drinking. I had a real come-to-Jesus moment after New Year's Eve 2012, when I got so drunk on vodka that I laid down on the floor of a club in Boston and sobbed like an idiot over god knows what and…

Nope, not an asshole. Very introspective and self-aware despite being raised by an absolute trash heap also known as her family.

My grandfather, who I mentioned was on hospice last week, passed away Wednesday evening. While I'm glad his suffering is over, I'm still torn up and in denial about it. We're also not having a funeral until the first weekend of May and not running an obituary, which has made the grieving process stunted.

I try really hard to stick to the no booze rule, especially because, like you, I relied on it heavily as self-medication in the past, but I usually end up having a beer or glass of wine when out socially and cut myself off after that.

I take 100 mg of Wellbutrin 2x a day, .5 mg of Ativan in the morning and as needed throughout the day and 20 mg of Lexapro in the evening. I still have my lows, especially those that are hormonally related, but this is the best psych drug cocktail that's worked for me in the four or so years I've been medicated.

That happens to me almost every time I'm engaging in some self-love. My brain won't shut the fuck up and let me focus on the task at hand, literally.

I wouldn't say I'm so much ashamed as confused, but I find Nick Offerman as Ron Swanson very attractive.

And Mark Duplass! With a fake ear!

I'm curious about Fosse; the subject matter is intriguing but the length is a bit off-putting. Keep us updated on how it is!

I was pleasantly surprised by how much I liked that book. I picked it up when I was in the midst of a celebrity memoir/autobiography kick, and it really stuck with me. Ferguson is a very compelling storyteller.

Thanks, Judkins. Part of me wishes I'd never seen him in that state, but he's been responsive to other family members/recognizes them when he's not loaded up with morphine, so even though he didn't see me, I'd like to think he heard me and felt me hold his hand.

That's what we've been speculating, because the past few weeks have been insanity.

Thanks. I'm doing as well as I can, I guess, but now it's just this awful, awful waiting game. To see my grandfather - a football player who served in the Army - reduced to this state is more heartbreaking than I can put into words.

We have about 50 cats at any given time, so there are always newcomers.

I have no pets of my own at the moment (save for the family cat and dog), but I volunteer at a cat shelter every Sunday. Idk what is up with them, but they're all going bananas lately. Flipping their litterboxes, peeing on the wall, growling at anything that moves, etc. etc. I adore them all (well, most of them), but…