yeah, I used to buy literally 90% of my wardrobe at ModCloth... and then Walmart bought them. now instead of feeling good about supporting a small, Pittsburgh-run company that really seemed to support its female employees, I avoid buying anything there because, well, Walmart. :(

yeah, I used to buy literally 90% of my wardrobe at ModCloth... and then Walmart bought them. now instead of feeling…

no, because this is clearly just an episode of like NCIS or Bones, and we’re only like halfway in. remember: the guy who seems obviously guilty at the 20-minute mark is never the real killer.

#OscarsSoKickass

HOW IS THIS NOT A MOVIE ALREADY!? would watch.

this is beautifully expressed, and it helped me (and, I’m sure, many others) to actually feel how and why this kind of thing is bad, rather than simply believing that it is on an intellectual level. thank you!

the only solution is good people... laughing at, um, the bad people who are laughing?

The Greyjoys have never had many resources. He would have done what they always did, which is to say: pillage from the mainland.

This, plus the fact that the showrunners have gone on record that the various plotlines don’t necessarily happen concurrently with the other plots in the same episode. Something about how it would be impossible to have everything lined up in time, bc then there would be like a half season with Jon on the road to…

good question. if you showered after your workout, thus leaving no time for eating, I’d probably allow that. if you just jumped off of the stationary bike and onto the subway, then that’s a whole new problem that I would argue is bigger than the food issue. the subway is a sweaty enough place in the best of conditions.

unless you are diabetic, *or pregnant, or breastfeeding.* trust me, the hunger is real, is all-consuming, and comes on incredibly suddenly.

well my baby is two months old today, so Sir and Rumi can suck it. (baby joke!!!!) ((sorry I’m clearly still not sleeping very much))

it was always “the cutest boy in my class” or “my crush,” wasn’t it? like, no one ever was humiliated in front of a nerdy/awkward guy? I remember my 13-year-old self feeling suspicious about the stories because of that... though in retrospect it’s probably as much selection bias by the editors as it is exaggeration by…

seriously. as someone who gave birth a month ago, I can very confidently say that if the answer to “okay, I can’t hold out anymore, I need that epidural now, please” had been “actually, first we need to spend 45 minutes moving you somewhere else because A Famous wants this whole floor,” I would have STARTED STABBING…

hey, me too! totally normal, risk-free pregnancy, then 44 hours of labor leading up to an emergency c-section (baby and I both ended up fine, but had scary-high heart rates for long enough that suddenly my OB went from from “keep pushing!” to “here is the child we cut out of you” within literally 90 seconds).…

“The lone motive they had for the murder was that the vehicle was being used as a weapon, and now that is no longer there and that was bullshit anyway because if a car is backing toward you, the first reaction should not be to shoot at it, but to get out of the damn way.”

together they could make one head’s worth of regular coverage! mine is finally rocking a couple of respectable curls on top, but just a bunch of Doc Brown fuzz in the back.

true, though as the mother of a 23-month-old who only very recently ceased to be basically bald, I ask: where did she get all of that hair???

starred for “Devon Sawa hair.”

SERIOUSLY. I wanted nothing more all season than for them to institute a new rule that would dock a contestant 1000 points every time they took a challenge incredibly literally and yet somehow simultaneously created the most saccharine visual pun possible.

this, exactly this. I personally am very distracted by captions (can’t stop self from reading ahead, then often miss subtle visual stuff going on elsewhere), but when it’s someone’s need against my preference that’s an easy call—I have no problem accommodating that. (when it’s someone else’s preference against mine,…