A good idea, but if you live in Maryland, near the 495 Beltway, almost impossible in practice.

My sentiments exactly.

Solution: avoid Virginia at all costs.

OK I haven't read through all this yet because I had to stop and mention how much I cracked up at "I have no idea. I don't know how long you're supposed to cook chicken at a million degrees."

...and noted Veela Gwyneth Paltrow

HELLO HI PLEASE TO TAKE MY MONEY NOW BECAUSE I NEED A SWIMSUIT AND I HAVE A CHARGE CARD!!! Off to shop now.

I'm traveling abroad on my own this summer. I've decided to take a bikini. It's the first two piece I've had in 10 years. I'm so over covering my body because it doesn't look "right". So, fuck it. That's all.

Best thing ever. I'm off to the store to buy some Teddy Grahms right now.

...if I was a Deadspin writer, I would write articles just so I could flirt with women, too.

You realize your argument began and ended with an insult to the person you were replying to, right? How in the world did you think anything good or worthwhile was going to come of that? On a pragmatic level, you're not going to have any kind of positive response from calling someone a crap photographer. On a…

I'm confused...you think any sort of alteration via Photoshop makes one a crap photographer, yet you think Photoshop Queen Annie Leibovitiz is an example of a admirable photographer? By your logic, she should be the poster child for what a photographer shouldn't do. It's not just the Dunham shoot, it's how Annie…

Have I personally offended you? I've seen you on here before and know you're not a troll. Are you just a massive fucking asshole, or what is your deal? My point was that these aren't particularly edited shots and that they were fairly true to the original photos, so the bounty on the pictures did not serve any purpose…

Poor other Rashida Jones. She must live a life full of disappointing people she meets online.

What's amazing is that normally, Columbia J-School would charge $40k for that kind of career and networking opportunity.

Nope. It's much, much richer. :)

I hope no serial killer ever breaks into my house and hides in the closet, waiting until I get home, because when I do, he'll hear some variation ont he following:

Something I apparently inherited from my dad without realizing it is a tendency to address the family pets with a lot of barely-rhymed gibberish. Had a golden retriever named Tucker that led to a lot of unfortunate stanzas.

Bitches, let's all post a selfie!