Ugh, I just love the name Penelope. That's all.

My big pet peeve today: Everyone spelling Seth Rogen's last name with an 'a'. I keep seeing it. It's haunting me. Facebook, Twitter, now Jezebel. MAKE IT STOP.

THE HEART WANTS WHAT IT WANTS, MARK/MOSQUE-GOERS.

I'm more annoyed by the hostile normalization of restaurant de-salting.

"I'm limping because I broke my leg and am obviously wearing a cast."

Let's start a new gay movement that runs parallel to The Gay movement but with less sexual deviation and more beer?

Ugggggggggggggghhhhhhhhh.

I think these apps differ from person-to-person simply based on intention (the phrase "different strokes for different folks" come to mind. Lol, strokes). I'm relationship-oriented, and I've had my fair share of non NSA sex off of the likes of Tinder, Grindr, etc, which some people find egregious. Ah, well.

Thought this was a legitimate photobomb for about two minutes. I'm not proud of my brain's ability to process information at 3:14PM on a Tuesday.

I don't know if anyone else here has bothered indulging in Avril's latest album, but it's actually pretty good (save for this song and one other, "Bad Girl" ft. Marilyn Manson). Makes me sad that this was chosen for a music video over the other more cute, poppy, fun, less offensive and less wildly fucking irritating…

I was coming down to the comments to post exactly this. Thank you for saying it first, and probably better than I could. Like, really? "Ghetto"?

I AM THE MOST BOYFRIENDLESS AND BEREFT.

Crazy, Stupid, Love. Love me some Crazy, Stupid, Love.

January Jones' beauty will be the death of me.

"I saw Beyoncé wearing army pants and flip flops, so I bought army pants and flip flops." - Kim Kardashian

I'm confused—the jeans are surprisingly reasonable. And by "reasonable," I mean not entirely as cringe-worthy as a $700 ski mask.

If I never again see a tweet from Dane Cook featured on Tweet Beat, it'll be too soon.

... Aaaaaaaand my obsession with Ariana Grande lives to see another day, though she (as Juliet) may not.

I will never forget Celine's appearance on Larry King after Katrina. So passionate and yet so, so, so nutty. One quote to rule them all: