And now I must listen to a lot of Shirley Bassey and also some Eartha Kitt becausewhynot

Yes Anna Breslaw, prosecco IS often better (and cheaper) than champagne.

H&M is for cheap socks and plain, layer-y tops and a $35 winter coat that I'm pretending is warm enough even though Canada is like, "this winter we're having a real winter, you guys"

I think I'll watch a movie in which two dudes from the Czech Republic do butt stuff instead.

There will never be another draft. It's the only way to get a lot of Americans to oppose any wars but it's still not going to happen.

I'd rather a writer said, "You know what, I'm going to create a new, iconic character and the first little girl to play her will be black" instead of, "well if you can recycle paper you can recycle ideas!"

Thank you for realness <3

Well now my regularly scheduled Link sex dreams are going to be a sex nightmare. Thanks a lot, paper mache Linkface.

See everyone, THIS is satire! You don't have to toss around the c-word!

What Quvenzhané Wallis is telepathically saying in that gif: "EVE HOLT!"

Omg, the boobs song. I haven't turned red in a decade (discipline!) but I was so, so embarrassed for Seth. It's fine to throw in a lazily written song on your crappy TV show but at the Oscars? Nope.

I don't know why this example of absurdist humour is so unfunny, but it is. Maybe it's because I picture her having the same reaction that most people had: "Wot?" except she probably was more confused and less incensed.

"for those of us who do". Huh? Can you see the future? Are you a ghost, speaking to us from the grave? You haven't lived alone until you have died alone, friend.

Yeah, I'm writing a short story about a woman who ends up at an abandoned space station and travel hub with a malfunctioning artificial intelligence that's always asking her, "Where are you going?". The theme is so painfully obvious, but whatever, I'm writing it for myself, cuz therapy!

Yeah, that's why my username is "it's broken"... cuz this website is broken

While you're waiting to get therapy (which can take forever) I'd suggest picking up a book about cognitive behavioural therapy (this isn't a weird cult thing, chances are your therapist will be trained in this). The bit I find most helpful is making a little journal or chart of your negative thoughts. It allows you to…

A most excellent question!

I suppose he could have been smuggling marijuana from the bathroom to the bedroom, but he likes to share and he knows I have a No Buttweed policy.

What kind of evidence? I found a used condom in the shower once but it turned out he was just putting on a body suit with a hole cut in the back and shoving (condom wrapped) things up his butt. Men! You can't leave them alone for five minutes, amirite?

I doubt very much that this story is at all true, so it makes me wonder why the rumour is being spread. Implying that the IDF isn't as thorough and professional as people think, maybe?