Oh, my God! I’m so sorry that happened to you. That’s fucking unconscionable. 

Right? Government employee here, and you have to acknowledge you are being monitored on your work computer when you log in. People still send the dumbest shit. 

That’s an excellent point. I had really good relationships with some of my professors in college, but I didn’t become friends with them until I graduated and was working there. 

In one of the earlier episodes, Ruth asked Henry about “the baby”, and he told her that Wendell was 15; from the context, I would assume she was remembering when her grandson was still small, and probably when Henry and Wendell’s mother were still together. 

Update: he came over Monday to watch a movie. He brought me mushrooms he’d foraged on his weekend hike. We’ve texted every day since then. He sends me pictures of doodles from his boring work meetings and we’re going to a drive-in theater on Friday night. And a prog rock concert on Saturday night.

For a household of 4-6, I would go with a 9-inch circular cake with two layers, filled and frosted. That gets you 8 slices, which for me is ideal: you have enough for everyone to have at least one slice, a couple of people get seconds (or realistically, we all have an extra half-slice), and then it is GONE and I can…

Hahaha, I love this! I’m not (completely) thinking marriage yet, but given my job, there’s a very real chance that we might need to get married in order to stay together, so fairly hasty marriages are pretty common in my field (ie, “I got posted to Russia and you can’t get diplomatic immunity to live there if you’re…

That’s such a great story! I totally get the fear about him just going “Great!” and moving on; the last time I told someone I didn’t want to date anyone else, he: 1) said he “wasn’t there yet” (fair enough), 2) said he didn’t want to fuck someone without being exclusive and then we had sex, 3) proceeded to dump me via…

Oh my God! That’s still so hot! I don’t know if you’re in a country that doesn’t typically use much AC (like the UK or something), but I don’t know how you do it. I’m still a cranky bitch and I barely go outside!

He’s a fucking gem, honestly. 

First: will definitely try the “sedation interrogation” if the opportunity presents itself, though realistically I would just listen to him say shit about movies and make dick jokes.

Hey! How do you have the “are we exclusive or what?” conversation?

Maybe just note that you’re looking for “casual dating”? Like, you’re more likely to get dudes who know they have to put in some work into getting in your pants, like planning a date, not being a dick. As for not feeling satisfied with your body, I FEEL YOU. I am a solid 40 pounds heavier than I want to be, but…

I am...surviving. I spend a lot of time indoors, in the AC. 

I went to see Sorry to Bother You tonight. It’s really funny, and really fucking weird. 

WHAT?! This is huge! (not the stye--that sucks balls and I’m sorry). I hope it works out! I’ve loved hearing about you and The Bartender, and I want good things for y’all. 

I feel you. I walked to the polling station to vote for him in 08, and I was also just 18. 

I’m so sorry. Your kiddo sounds tough as fuck, and I’m sorry they have to be, and that people are assholes.

LOOK AT THAT WIDDLE FACE!!! I’m dying. I’m dead. This is my ghost, revived by all the cute!