That's obviously just an opinion, but for me: I adored VMars season one…. had extremely mixed feelings about season two, and disliked season three so much I barely finished it.

The last few times I've been hit on, it's been guys who are way too young for me. I just turned 35; first it was the 23 year old ex-bf of an acquaintance. I just point blank asked him his age and he slinked away.

I assumed it was under-ripe because the characters say the fruit was hard and it wasn't sweet, plus it looked greenish brown in color. Fruit that's been sitting around too long tends to get soft and mushy + taste of fermentation.

I'm tentatively planning on going to the cherry blossom festival in San Francisco this Saturday. If you wanna talk about a fuckton of people…

I am not even into ladies, but damn, Twin Peaks-era Sherilynn Fenn was one of the sexiest women ever.

This is how in sync our tastes are:

Aw. My sister is my legit best friend. It's weird because we are very different, but we agree on the important things and sometimes we are eerily in sync, enough so that people who know us (cousins, close friends) ban us from playing on the same team in games like Trivial Pursuits or Cranium.

The best part of having a sibling is that parents are out-numbered, always, even if there are just two of you.

I too am an older sibling and pretty much set my younger sib's taste FOR LIFE; we have freakishly similar taste, even though I'm generally the pop culture whore, she usually likes what I like and vice versa. The only thing we don't share is that she likes reading mystery books and I prefer science fiction/fantasy. I…

I also never understood the amount of love that A Wrinkle in Time inspires in people. Yet, I also realize that I have a particular dislike for the trope at the end, which (if you're familiar with the Buffyverse), I call the "yellow crayon" resolution.

It wouldn't be so bad if only the movie bends the laws of probability, statistics and common sense to requite the love of these older gents. The female characters do not get the same consideration.

So you're saying that the prime minister can successfully date an intern; an Englishman can woo his housekeeper even though they can't speak the same language; and that Rick from Walking Dead can tell his best friend's new wife that he has a crush on her and NOT be completely creepy, yet Laura Linney's crush being…

I officially gave no fucks for this movie when the Laura Linney storyline played out. It made zero sense: if she had no choice but to always answer her phone when her mentally ill brother called, how could she hold down a job, much less live her life? And why didn't she just tell her date/co-worker/crush that she was…

I hated this movie so much that I would have left the theater had I been alone. As it was, after the movie finally ended, my friends were all a-twitter with delight and I could only say that the experience of sitting through that crap was akin to brain rape. I'm not enough of a bitch to rip into a movie that others…