I’m supposed to be researching the Investment Company Act of 1940. Instead I’m gonna start searching for stories about the English guy who’s been rescued like a eleventy thousand times because he keeps getting in a wee lil boat and attempting to sail....somewhere...without compass, charts, supplies, radio, knowledge…

E.L. James could never write anything this funny and meta.

Whoever is writing this is good.

80% of fanfic involves same sex pairings between characters who are canonically straight.

And to think I was reluctant to write my Bucky/Mary Sue/Steve menage fic because it might seem weird or something.

How the fuck was he supposed to handle it???

I distinctly remember the day I realized I needed to get a boyfriend, stat. I’d been broken up from the last one for 3-4 years. I was taking a shower, looked up, and saw Bigass Motherfucking Cockroach on the ceiling directly above.

Not long after that I found the Hub. He’s not crazy about roaches, but he kills them.…

I couldn’t agree more. Lyme scares the hell out of me.

I only recently learned something kind of cool - the reason Texas doesn’t have a tick, and therefore a Lyme Disease, problem is because all of the fucking fire ants ate em.

Was thinking about that today and yesterday in the wake of the floods. (In a flood they’ll roll up in a big ball to protect the queen and when the…

ME TOO! Where’s Louise when you need her?

My grandfather owned a Conoco station. Used to tell my aunt and my mom that he’d go pick them up wherever, whenever their cars broke down, unless they ran out of gas. Because there was no excuse for running out of gas.

I tried, I really tried, to understand this. But when I got to the part about details inferring something, I gave up.

Infer/imply - look up the difference, cupcake.

Signed,

Generation X Grammar Bitch

Oded Fehr all the damn day long.

He’s going to be in the new Marvel Agents of Shied spinoff, reportedly.

Bobby Sherman. Bobby Sherman > Davy Jones.

I think you and I need to do a reread of Go Ask Alice.

I was a teenager and young woman before cell phones. Never hitched - way too scared. Fortunately as a teenager I lived in a small town (small then - across the causeway from New Orleans - now much larger) - I had a Datsun B210 named Ethel and Ethel broke down a lot. But because the town was so small, no matter where…

My daughter will end up with a guy just like her daddy, just as I did - and she and I are lucky. She doesn’t understand that just now.

I didn’t expect Depp to turn into a scumbag but he really has.

Me neither, lol. But it looks even worse when someone’s trying to appear erudite and falls on their face like this.

Thank you. (Not for leaving - for pointing out that ridiculous error. Guy would’ve been safer just going with “classy.”

I’m thinking it means the editor was sleepy. Because that’s not how you use “avail.”