The best part of this video is how uncomfortable Tina Fey and Steve Carrell look.

Maybe some light flirting, but not so much that it couldn't be construed as friendliness, and leave your number on the receipt? Anything else seems like too much since they're at work, you know?

I will never forgive David Lynch for that. Not even my pubescent love of Sting could save it.

Cinnamon! Ouch!

I ended up ordering it online. With a coupon code! So there are other ways.

This is precisely the type of enabling I was looking for. Y'all are the best.

The hood is even detachable! Classy! I might just do it. It's only $40, which is a cheap Target knockoff price of something similar I think I saw on ModCloth. That's not even a ridiculous hoodie price!

I don't want to potentially get you in trouble, but I know tons of people who have had lease-illegal kitties and not gotten caught. Forget I even said that, actually. But having a pet really can be great company when you're in a funk.

Well, you could always ask the organizations you're interested in what the volunteer community is like, whether you'd be working alone or with others, etc. If they have really healthy volunteer programs with volunteer orientation sessions and such, that's a good sign, and you can always go to an orientation to see if…

I really want this, because I feel I am too grown-up to wear hoodies on a regular basis and this is a peacoat-shaped hoodie, which means it's acceptable and moderately hip. Also, I tried it on and it looks awesome and is the perfect length and so cozy!

According to my food safety class, pretty much anything can be in the Temperature Danger Zone (please picture that in horror b-movie font), which is between 41 and 141 degrees fahrenheight, for four hours. Take into consideration that it will take awhile to get under 41 once it's in the fridge. If you're going to eat…

From now on, I'll have to picture this.

That jacket. Oh my gosh. Is drool a weird reaction to pretty clothes? It is, isn't it?

Now that I know this, it sounds like the narrator is playing along. The People's Court just became self aware!

I served coffee to an obscure backup musician a few times in one week and I pretty much lost my shit everytime. "Hi! You got a berry muffin yesterday, do you want another one today or some other berry thing? Are you excited for the tour? I'm going to the show! Do you want a coffee? What size of coffee? I like coffee!"…

Same! And bonus points to the barista for not nervously spilling the coffee everywhere instead.

I hate it when the first thing I learn about someone awesome is that they're dead now.

I always wore jeans, but most of the "cool kids" wore pajama pants. Now they wear giant sweatpants (my cousin, who is socially apt and likable and lovely, admitted she doesn't always brush her hair before school), so really it's a change in pattern and texture rather than professionalism. Of course, this is in rural…

I always wore jeans, but most of the "cool kids" wore pajama pants. Now they wear giant sweatpants (my cousin, who is socially apt and likable and lovely, admitted she doesn't always brush her hair before school), so really it's a change in pattern and texture rather than professionalism. Of course, this is in rural…

I always wore jeans, but most of the "cool kids" wore pajama pants. Now they wear giant sweatpants (my cousin, who is socially apt and likable and lovely, admitted she doesn't always brush her hair before school), so really it's a change in pattern and texture rather than professionalism. Of course, this is in rural…