I can’t speak for France, but I know in Japan it’s considered rude to eat/drink on the street because you run the risk of spilling something on another person, especially in the more crowded areas. Nobody will say anything to you about it, but you might get a few pointed looks.

I never used to have allergies until the last couple of years and now? NOW I AM MISERABLE AS FUCKING SHIT. I just love curling up on the couch with Kleenex twisted up into my nostrils as I sneeze piteously over and over and my eyes swell shut! IT IS THE NEATEST.

Well, we ALL know Alexander the Grape was gay.

If the recent Planet of the Apes trilogy could use CGI to create thousands of realistic looking apes, including the main character, then Westworld can fucking use CGI to create a couple of elephants. I’m not saying it’s EASY to do so, mind you—-shit, I can barely draw a stick figure—-but HBO has made dragons, they can…

For some reason I was reminded of this GIF.

I’m just so, so old and so, so tired. Pardon me for going into “Old Man Rants at Cloud” mode here, but I really wish society would stop rewarding assholes and idiots with likes, clicks, money, views, what have you. Logan Paul acts like the worst stereotype of an ugly American in Japan, throwing shit at cops and…

Reading the notes I thought this might actually be a step up from the usual celebrity fragrance, which almost always has pink peppercorn and “nude/blonde/creamy woods”, whatever the fuck that means. Not that it matters; I would only buy a KKW fragrance if putting it on meant Kit Harington showed up on my doorstep in…

Yes! LOVED Electric Youth. I have found the closest “scent twin” to be Fantasy by Britney Spears.

This reminded me of the time I asked my boyfriend’s mom what noodle kugel was (I grew up in a “lazy Christian” household, i.e. church was only for holidays, and had little to no experience with Judaism) and accidentally said “noodle kegel” and couldn’t figure out why everyone started laughing.

Starred for the Agoura reference, which of course now makes me want to flee work (but what doesn’t) and go to the Agoura Deli for a huge muhfuh stack of pancakes. Maybe with a noodle kugel chaser, I’m feeling carby.

I knew EXACTLY what tree was going to be inside this post! I call them jizzmine trees.

I did an Icelandic pony ride when I was there and it was AMAZING. He was so beautiful and mellow. At the end of the ride, I (being a big fuckin’ klutz) was dismounting and my foot got caught in the stirrup and I crashed to the ground with my foot still in the stirrup. Thank sweet tender baby Jesus that he was so…

One of many, many, MANY reasons. I eventually decided to bite the bullet and move out. I figured it was worth the exorbitant rent to live alone (I’m in Southern California) to save my sanity, and I was right. Been living alone for 11 years now and it. Is. The. SHIIIIIIIT. Sure, that rent check hurts to write out but…

Or fricking goddamn PARTYLITE. My ex-roommate started shilling that shit so I couldn’t even get away from it in my own home! And I’d come home from work and she’d have all these fucking random strangers in our living room passing around candles and plates of Pepperidge Farm Chessmen and all I wanted to do was relax on…

*ding ding ding* Exactly.

...this is horrifying considering I read this maybe, what, 3 weeks ago, but I can’t remember! I don’t THINK he is, though the main character Penny is Korean-American.

I don’t generally read YA novels that aren’t dystopian/sci-fi/fantasy, but I was drawn to Emergency Contact by its gorgeous cover and wound up really enjoying it!

There really should be. My former roommate was on a murder trial jury for 6 months and it really fucked her up. She was never, uh, particularly pleasant to begin with, but her personality went extremely nasty and dark during that time.

My boyfriend and I were actually trying to get his dad (G) to go say hi to Mel Brooks because they’re both about the same age and Jewish guys from Brooklyn and The Producers is G’s absolute favorite movie, plus Mel was done eating and just waiting for the check, but G got as shy as a schoolgirl and said “I can’t, I…