Ok, I know this was well over two months ago, but chemo has eaten any reason I have to be happy, and that gif has brought me joy, so thanks. Sincerely, thank-you. That thing’s awesome.

Why can I star this only once? Why?

“Beats me,”

Ding, ding, ding. We have a winner.

One hundred and seven. I have replaced my son’s glasses roughly 107 times since he got his first pair in grade three. He’s 21 now, and autistic, so he ain’t leaving home or getting a full-time job any time soon (and my heart still isn’t broken, Gwen). I’m pretty sure he’ll be getting pair 108 from me, too.

Asking for some friends (millions of them)

Yesssssss!

I could watch that gif all day.

• Arya and Sansa stupidly fight for no reason and admit they have no reason to fight but carry on anyway.

Ding, ding, ding: We have a winner.

I say this with complete sincerity: I can 100% absolutely guarantee you that some facilities in Cambodia, especially the ‘tourist’ orphanages (which are a disgusting and very real fact of life in Cambodia) that it is very common for Westerners to bring gifts (and ‘gifts’) to children in orphanages, children’s centres,…

lawyers that make sure to tell you, apropos of nothing, that they are lawyers are the worst kinds of lawyers. People. Worst kind of people.

The first bottle of kombucha is just unnecessary. Ew.

You’re all either EXTREMELY excited for this fight or narcissists. Masochists

Jinkies!

I wish I actually believed him, and that he does possess a modicum of self-awareness, and can change his behaviours. Sadly, I am old, jaded and bitter and this “The media spoon-feeds me mind poison and I’m scared...” reeks of pure bullshit.

I render myself unconscious, for this very reason. I do not want to be awake for any shenanigans.

Or just a goddamn delight.

What a bitch.

You are a burden to your mother and bring shame to your father’s house!