That first one struck a personal chord in me, as I grew up around the Stowe area. My godmother still has a house up there and we visit about twice a year. It's lovely, but the nights are pitch black and even though her closest neighbor is about half a mile away, it feels extremely isolated up in the woods (and down…

I lived in Los Angeles for nearly eleven years, and I attribute my shockingly normal friend group to meeting most of them while we were in college. I can't imagine making those kind of friends later in life.

"Just one cornrow or a couple on the side is really cool [as opposed to a headful]" Oh, my God.

This is all very "teens on talk shows who want to get pregnant so they have someone who will love them," a terrible subset of chat shows I dimly remember from my own youth.

My hamster gave birth to eight babies. She ate all but two.

"SALSA SAUCE"??

Tuxedo cats are the best. The best. The very best. (Muffled crying.) Go adopt one. Adopt two. Adopt THREE (like me).

"piece," not "pieces."

"He's just the host!" Oh, shots fired, Michelle K.

They are not shooting X-Men in Tokyo together, they are starring in an indie called Equals.

My (first) assigned roommate freshman year called me up as soon as she got my information and quizzed me on my musical tastes — the only band she liked was Live, and I didn't express enough admiration for her favorite band. (Beyond our hometowns and our majors, this was the only thing we talked about.) She apparently…

Oh, my God, don't even joke about eating nachos at Comic Con.

Are those embroidered flowers above the slit? ...why?

Kung Pao Chicken Susan's.

Pizza Steve's. Pad Thai Jake's. Banh Mi Deborah's. Falafel Barbara's.

That owl stared into my soul.

This just sounds like a lot of goddamn fabric to wear at one time.

Also, J-Hud should invest in a hyphen. "Jhud" sounds like something I just coughed up.

In my mind, all high-heeled sneakers are utterly ludicrous, no matter who wears them.

That dog is SMILING.