I thought sangria.

I would run out of tribal and get lost in the jungle, never to be seen/heard from again.

Compared to my current workplace attire, yes. It's not abnormal for me to come to the office in yoga pants and a hoodie. I do dress nicer/more professionally when I'm out on assignment, but four years of no dress code has left my wardrobe looking like that of a college student.

I'm reading Mike Birbiglia's "Sleepwalk With Me." I like it, but I'm finding I've heard most of these stories on his standup specials/This American Life.

Taking Back Sunday - MakeDamnSure
Lady Gaga - Bad Kids
Parsonsfield - Weeds or Wildflowers
Adele - Rumor Has It
Anarbor - The Brightest Green
Grace Potter & the Nocturnals - Turntable
John Mayer - In Repair
Rihanna - Phresh Out the Runway
Taylor Swift - Style
Kacey Musgraves - Merry Go 'Round
Queen - Body Language
Haim - Don't…

An empathetic FTS to you, as I'm currently trying to find a new, better-paying job and trying to start dating. Neither are going well.

I sympathize. My depression has been keeping me from the gym, too. I know if I go, I'll feel better, but I don't feel well enough to go. It's a vicious cycle.

Brought my car in to ID the clunking sound coming from the front driver's side - turns out the front lower ball joint needs to be replaced, as do my front brakes, which are "very rusted and pitted." They also suggested some other repairs due to my car being over 100k miles….bringing it to a cool $1,622.60! I barely…

I'm wary of putting my handle on here because it's essentially my real name, so if an account whose avatar is a lady in a bathing suit, sunglasses and a baseball hat follows you, that's me!

I'm thankful for the local improv community, which has given me a sense of belonging, sparked a bit of creativity in my antidepressant-addled brain and introduced me to some very awesome, talented people.

My job allows me to dress however I want, which means I frequently go to the office in jeans, Chucks and baseball tees. I don't normally follow the "dress for the job you want" adage, but I am currently seeking new employment and figured I should step it up a bit. However, I've been working here for four years and…

I didn't mention the context of that scenario! I hope that gets me out of spoiler territory.

There are plenty of creeps, sure, but also a thousand guys who will simply send, "Hey, how are you?" messages. I think I got 30 of them in one week. Thank god for message filters.

"Fake it until you make it" is a common saying for a reason.

I deactivated my OKC account the other night; no one really interested me and it was becoming a big energy drain to log on and respond to messages from people I was ambivalent about. My Tinder profile is still up and running; I'm not necessarily just looking for casual sex, but there are far more interesting men and…

…And sometimes wives fake their own deaths and frame their husbands after moving back to his hometown.

I have the same worries. I always feel like I'm moving awkwardly and not in a good rhythm.

I wear my Captain America shirt to work, running errands, family parties, etc.

They're less ostentatious Halloween costumes. (Which I don't mean as a compliment.)

It's kind of apples and oranges, isn't it? Comparing a sitcom with a sketch show seems unfair. I think Amy and Abbi/Ilana are both hilarious in their own regards.