Working at a pizza place is delightful. Very chill coworkers. People on the phone delighted that I applied a bunch of coupons. Got to make myself $1 personal pans at the end of the night. Good times.

Movie theatre was way more fun though. For some reason, I find sweeping up popcorn to be very relaxing.

Not from here (from Liberal Redneck) but, my favorite is “carnie-handed mango man.”

It’s like Frozen plus glam rock, and I am HERE FOR IT.

I’m so pleased Drunk History is nominated. It is legitimately my favorite show, and I watch a lot of primo television.

Spaghetti is the worst fucking pasta. I don’t understand it. It’s a frustrating mess to eat, and I live in fear of swallowing the end of one piece and having the other Gandalfed down my throat. NO THANKS. Compact pastas are the only logical choice.

Ren faires are life! I went to my first one last year, now I’m making a goddamn corset. And the weekend we’re going is the bring-your-dogs weekend. :D

YES. Fuck Grassley. His approval ratings are way down here. It’s amazing. I got to participate in a very cathartic 10-minute phone poll about it.

What now? They have show reaction threads. It’s all they talk about; obviously there isn’t any book shit to talk about right now.

I still haven’t forgiven them for changing their bagels. They used to be flatter and chewier! :(

I you go back to it, it gets way better. Rudy totally makes up for Nathan. Do it!

If you ever do go to college with a marching band, join! It’s a blast, and there were several “non-traditional” students in my band. :)

Mellophone, then drum major senior year! :D

It’s grossly fascinating. I watched my husband’s on CCTV. That fucking can opener shit is terrifying!

I read a depressing/sobering thing along the lines of “if you follow these arbitrary rules, you are just making sure the rapist rapes someone else.” So this “you can prevent rape” line of thinking is futile in addition to being cruel and misogynist.

If you reheat leftovers often and love pizza, I highly recommend buying a Pizzazz. We use that motherfucker constantly. PIZZAZZ FOR LIFE!

It’s not implied that Frank is all that great. I don’t remember if it was in the show, but there is a long conversation between him and Claire after the war basically saying “it’s okay if you cheated (because I did and want to assuage my guilt.)”

You’ll love Chernow’s book. It’s really accessible. Everyone just leaps off the page.

I want to be the person whose job it is to Photoshop all these works of art.