My husband sometimes brings home Chipotle from their test kitchen location in Chelsea (Manhattan, not London or Massachusetts.) A few days after the news broke and he brought some home I asked him if he was trying to kill me, like in “Arsenic and Old Lace.”

find what you love and let it kill you

I think the problem here is that he said he didn’t know WHAT was passing him... you know, not WHO was passing? like there might be things other than humans walking around bumping into people and shit at awards shows. Dude is out of the forest, he should know the different between what and who.

He basically made the exact same face I make when someone bumps into me and doesn’t say sorry: 75% surprise, 25% HEY FUCK YOU BUDDY.

Yeah they did kind of go rogue this year, with Mozart in the Jungle and Wolf Hall and whatnot. I like the Globes for the way they honor comedies, and I found it disappointing that they let the Martian game that. Happy that they went rogue for Mr. Robot though, because that show is great. Regarding DiCaprio, though:

When we saw it live last night mrsauced said ‘wow did you seeeeeee that look Leo just gave gaga?’ and I was all like ‘she just ran into him and he was all like wtf was that?’.

“I just didn’t know what was passing me.”

Huzzah for the parents.

Your cousin needs to

I read in an interview somewhere that David Schwimmer was always trying to talk the producers of Friends into hiring PoC for extra parts or the love interest roles. It’s why all of the (very few) PoC guest stars have story arcs with Ross!

I’m not even going to click the link. I don’t even want to know who they are.

Don’t forget his heroic self-circumcision with paperclip!

“That Beyoncé would write a screenplay should’ve tipped people off that this was false.”

The general health care that Planned Parenthood provides of course is a positive aspect, and I’ve used them for that too and been very grateful that they were there. But, a cautionary note, this wording makes it sound like the availability of abortions there, though it is but a small percentage of what they do, is not…

I’m fully convinced some men are just, like, evil hypnotists or something. My partner’s childhood best friend - who is unattractive and boring and boorish - not only managed to get an absolutely wonderful, smart, and beautiful woman to date him, but then cheated on her WITH HER TWIN SISTER, got found out, continued to…

No matter what I do, my cat buddy is right there next to me, hanging out. In the bathroom? Check. Attempting to untangle things? “Helping.” Having some food? If I put down a plate, he will help me out by trying to bury it. Fun story, while typing, he stepped on my eye.

Stop bad mouthing Zack Morris. He overcame so much to become a lawyer, AND I FOR ONE AM PROUD.