If Selena Gomez is ugly, then I should never be allowed to leave my house without some sort of full-body garment and, like, a deep sea diving helmet with the faceplate blacked out.

YES! And when he says “Did you get the wire I sent to your house? Telling you to come to the boathouse at Pendersley without fail” and Maurice just sweeps him up and they kiss and Scudder says “Now we shan’t never be parted...it’s finished.”

I came in here to bitch about the Amy Winehouse thing and was so glad to see it mentioned. I have a pretty sick sense of humor sometimes (my job requires me to have a bit of gallows humor to stay sane) but mocking someone who died after years of struggle is not a good look at all. It could have just been a fictional…

One of my favorite movies of all time; I can still quote long passages at will. And oh man, young Rupert Graves is a sight to behold, my word. (Still is, in my opinion, but that floppy hair and devilish grin? Yowza.)

And the soundtrack is fantastic! It’s the best unreleased soundtrack ever, in my opinion.

Oh god, WEEKEND! I loved that movie, but now every time “Marz” (the song played at the very end) comes on my iTunes, I start to choke up instantly.

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YES YES. The Last of Us is either my favorite video game of all time or second depending on my mood when you ask me, and after the Left Behind DLC, I was really hoping TLOU2 would let Ellie be queer, and oh my saints and stars, they DID! I usually wait for Game of the Year/definitive…

Oh god...I wonder if I should hold off until my boyfriend can come with me. I have a mental health day coming up in a couple of weeks and I was planning on seeing it then, but I might need some frickin’ moral support!

I’m definitely going to see it but I’m kind of tempted to read spoilers for it beforehand so I’m not TOO scared...but that would ruin it...argh I don’t know. I mean, that trick worked for mother! (not that I thought it would be scary, but I knew it had some fucked up shit in it and I wanted to know what exactly, as I…

You know what, I give you permission to tell anyone who says that to you to go fuck themselves. It is the very least they deserve.

What I find especially interesting is that James Patterson “wrote” (I don’t care if his name’s on the covers, he “writes” his own books as much as long-dead V.C. Andrews “writes” hers) a nonfiction book about Jeffrey Epstein. Wonder if that little bit of info has come up during his meetings with Clinton about their…

I thought the embedded ad showing a woman feeding ostriches was a GIF from the video and was so confused. “Is this...some YOUTH REFERENCE?”

You’re a gem! (Uh...no pun intended) Thank you!

It sounds awesome, but I checked and it was $600! I may have to shelve my dreams of being a certified pearl specialist for now.

Oh man, I for real want to do this! How cool would it be to just casually say at a party “Oh, me? I’m a certified pearl specialist”. Plus I’m getting laid off soon, so hey, might as well add something new to the ol’ resume.

I was going to say no because of the “slight body odor”, but the extra long tongue brought me right back around to yes. He can give me southmouth from the doorway and I won’t have to smell him! Plus I’m a sucker for dad bod. I’ll give an appreciative glance to the posters of tight, toned dudes in the windows of…

I’m so irritated by this current trend of creators claiming a character is LGBTQ+ and providing absolutely no proof. Case in point: the recent assertion by Solo’s screenwriter that Lando Calrissian is pansexual. Great! That’s awesome! BUT where’s the proof? (Disclaimer: I haven’t seen Solo yet but have seen this…

I would only wear these shoes if they cured my plantar fasciitis.

I had something similar happen! I was lost, stopped in front of a pachinko parlor, and asked a guy loitering outside if he knew where the (whatever it was called, I can’t remember shit anymore) hotel was. He looked at my map, pulled a pen out of his pocket, circled something, pointed, and sent me on my way. I noticed…

I bought a crepe filled with cheesecake and caramel at that famous place in Harajuku (Angel’s? Something like that. It was very pink) and started eating it while strolling and once I noticed people looking at me very pointedly, I sat down to continue eating it and then burst into tears due to a combination of jet lag,…