They replaced it with that loud “BWAAHHHHHH” sound.  Like BWAHHHHH {intense action snippet} BWAHHHHH {second intense action snippet} BWAHHHHHHHH

My absolute favorite thing about movies in the early/mid nineties is that ANYONE in public with a computer is called a hacker. If you owned a thicc-ass laptop and dragged it out to the beach like Sandra Bullock in The Net, you were a hacker. Also the visual indicators of “cyberspace”: in Hackers it was like, big glowy…

I’ve never understood the Intensely emotional reactions people have to the Kardashians. Like....people HATE them. The malevolent energy Is so palpable, but why? Because they’re shallow? Because they don’t deserve their wealth and fame? Because they are everywhere? So fucking what. There are tons of celebs like that,…

My old roommate worked as a PA for a production company in Charleston, SC (yes it’s a big film town, yes I know it sounds weird) and had the unpleasant task of being her handler for two months while she was in town for some TV show. She said every single day was a literal nightmare, and that this chick was the…

This reminds me of a call I got from an ex-hookup a year after no contact who was SO remorseful and SO sorry and couldn’t SLEEP when he thought about how badly he had TREATED me when we were DATING...I didn’t have his number programmed any more and literally was like “....who IS this?”. Trust me bro, you probably…

There are aspects of social distancing—the six foot rule, masks In public, and the features highlighted In this article—that I hope stay In place long after the virus has diminished. Only being a allowed to appear In public In disguise has been a true boon to my mental health If Im being totally honest.

*dietitian.

This was my season of reality TV—A Shot at Love, Rock of Love, and Gene Simmons Family Jewels.  There was something really gross and special about this time, and to be honest I haven’t watched a single episode of reality TV since. 

I have lived about 20 minutes from Bob Jones for the vast majority of my life and this Is so tragic yet totally unsurprising. That place Is a fucking cult.

From my admittedly limited scope of reference (reality tv and youtube) It seems like Calabasas Is like the Florida of California and every terrible celebrity owns a McMansion there.  Am I right?  

I hate everything anti-vaxx with a burning passion...but I will also say that If they manage to roll out a vaccine that Is “safe” for humans In under 18 months, that means that they definitely did some Nazi-adjacent shit to get there. This one Is a toughie for sure.

When I was in 7th grade I took a year’s worth of carefully saved allowance over to Pier 1 to buy...you guessed it!...A PAPASAN CHAIR. However, I wanted to do a little browsing first, and when I asked the cashier where the sale section was, she laughed under her breath and said “we don’t DO sales.” Even now, 20+…

I completely agree—I don’t want kids for this specific reason, and whenever I express that opinion people accuse me of catastrophizing and “only looking at the negative”. I genuinely don’t get how looking at different scenarios and making an Informed decision off of those very real possibilities Is something that…

I think about the Sally Ride Incident and reference It In casual conversation literally every chance I have, It Is my favorite piece of trivia. 

Y’all I married a borderline himbo and I’m so fucking happy. He’s smart and capable, and we can have serious deep talks when we have to...but most of the time we clown and joke and laugh and that’s literally all I want after a long day of thinking about Important Things at my job. HIMBOS 4 LYFE.

That second video In particular made my blood boil: her Infantilizing tone, like shes talking to a misbehaving toddler, her posture, the assumptions, the AUDACITY.  

I started using products from The Ordinary recently and oh my god--between glycolic acid toner, HLA serum and niacinamide zinc serum I think I spent maybe $25 bucks, and my skin looks INCREDIBLE.  I dont understand how they sell such an amazing product line for so little, I’m almost afraid to believe It will last. 

Three words: White Savior Complex.  Also for some reason the white outfits and pristine background In the video are REALLY pissing me off. 

We have been doing ok, but the pressure Is building. Our decision to rent a 750sf one bedroom apartment while we save for a house was made a year ago when we had opposite schedules and alone time built Into our schedules. Since I need TON of alone time and he needs none, being thrust Into this together has been a true…

Here’s the thing—we have never ever ever known stability. Every time we turn around there Is some “once In a generation” clusterfuck catastrophe that threatens Income, wellbeing, or both. How are millennials supposed to plan around the 18+ year commitment of having a child If we can’t even be sure that we wont be…