It’s the only logical way to do it, really.

I like this solution.

Solidarity!

Glad you were fine! I still remember nearly dying on the freeway when a mouse crawled out of the engine and onto the windshield of my friend’s car. We were teenage drivers and screaming out of our damn minds. Amazing that we didn’t crash

I’m glad that you are out there balancing my yin with your yang, regarding spider love. I mean, I know they need to exist and they’re good in theory, but I’m totally cool if they all go live at your place instead of mine, you know?

I’m going to start using this line. “If roles were reversed, that thing would be bringing 8 legs of hurt my way.” There’s just something so disconcerting about how they move. Ugh. Now I’m all itchy.

I would absolutely never cook anything ever again. And then I’d probably break lease and move. That’s some David Blane spider action right there.

God, I feel you. We’re heading into fall now, and where I live there are ALWAYS spiderwebs lurking across sidewalks just waiting for my face to inadvertently hit them. My husband used to make fun of me for walking like a zombie, swatting the air in front of me to make sure I don’t walk into a web... until the morning…

goddammit kinja. See response to Turk.

I’m not saying she was right, and I’m certainly not saying that putting one’s child and others at risk is acceptable... But fuck, man. Spiders.

I’m not saying she was right, and I’m certainly not saying that putting one's child and others at risk is acceptable... But fuck, man. Spiders.

GBTC: Gestapo soup.

I know the feeling! Sometimes it’s as if the world is specifically designed to personally screw one over. I know there’s not much we can do, but your fellow Jezzies feel you and wish you the best!

Rilla of Ingleside is my JAM. I still re-read that book when I need a good cry. WWI, Anne and Gilbert, plus all their grown, gorgeous children... it’s so goddamn sweet and I love it.

I’m sorry, and feel better!

OOOH, I can recite like half the first chapter of Anne of Avonlea because I listened to that book on tape every night for YEARS when I was growing up! Does this make me proud? MAYBE.

Oh god coming in late and with a HOT TAKE, so get ready world. Seems like the late-night comedy game is pretty much on the same level as most other white-men-only parties when forced to broaden their horizons, which is to say...

I had the same first thought. I saw Trevor Noah and then read the comment and was like “wait, who’s the other person of color?” As in, could not even tell from the photo that Larry Wilmore was included. A whole social-racial theory dialogue starter right there.

Isn’t that the worst? Like, you can be doing everything right, and even if you’re not doing everything right, you shouldn’t have to hate yourself, but the messages are strong and it’s just so shitty that there will inevitably come a time when you will look in the mirror and feel shame. I’ve bounced back from feeling…