NOOOOOO

Seriously. Beautiful girl, beautiful side-eye. Like you could feel that side-eye through a brick wall.

I was coming here to comment on that. It's GORGEOUS.

NO.

You are amazing.

Scrolling, scrolling, yassss, preach, loving the Nicholas Sparks hate...

Several months ago I was scheduled to work an irregular shift cleaning up from a banquet with two other coworkers. I got there around 7, which was when I was scheduled, and got to work. They showed up about 20 minutes late, and when they got there, they could barely walk straight. They'd been drinking since 3 and…

I second the plea for a real science writer. You can make science available for the masses and even snarky/fun without doing...this.

Not everyone can be a cancer biologist, geneticist, virologist, etc. And honestly, even if someone IS working in cancer biology, not every study leads to a new treatment, sometimes they just lead to new information that might get incorporated somehow.

Here for Foxin' Hood.

No.

I still don't get why they wouldn't let her vote.

I don't know what I just read but it sounds like poetry written in the dirt.

The workout you must get just from trying to get the soprano section to TONE IT DOWN A BIT JESUS CHRIST.

I love Fritos. I'm just not sure I love them with peanut butter or whatever. I'm skeptical.

Please do this. Please.

Why would you crochet sweaters for rocks? What the hell? Pinterest is so dumb.

I would eat the hell out of this if it were plain potato chips. Fritos...I'd still try it, but am skeptical.

I can't decide whether to vomit in protest like a cat or to laugh at your beautiful phrasing.

You instigate beautifully.