A sample for those who never knew it’s awesomeness:

First off, work is work, and the people who do an honest job should be treated with dignity and respect, on the clock and off.

I mean this when I say it:  fuck these shit fuckers. I hope they die terrible, terrible deaths, alone and screaming for help. 

Maybe this is just me speaking for myself, but I think dating someone less than half your age is intrinsically creepy.

Priyanka and Nick remind me of Cece and Schmidt on New Girl. 

1. That Sprouse and his lady friend look more like twins than he and his actual twin.

I’m not sure when mule shoes came back in style but they need to go back out of style. And fast. I remember when mule clogs were in fashion and those things were ugly as hell then.  I was glad to stop seeing them.

I watched Selena for the 174247th time the other night and I will never cease to be amazed by how obscenely stunning JLo is at any age. She is goals FOR LIFE.

Its like watching beige paint dry.

The top is lovely, but the jeans are too mumsy and the shoes are uglier than homemade soup.

FUCK YOU JLO YOU MAKE ME SICK

I was kinda thinking the same thing. It’s yet another “let’s all rally around the people having weddings and babies and celebrate them!” which gets very old for people who are happily single and childless.

I’m also thinking about the not so happy single childless, like maybe someone who is struggling very hard to start…

Yeah but isn’t your income tax over 50%?

Same. Late thirties here, no kids, got married at the courthouse. I’m getting a little tired of spending time/money celebrating other people’s life events. I couldn’t imagine giving vacation time to a coworker, and I don’t really care if that makes me selfish.

This. We all make life choices, and I have already given plenty of time to people with children. They can’t have my vacation time too. Now, I would certainly give some of my time to someone who is taking care of a kid with cancer. But I’m not giving it up simply because someone made the choice to have a child. Not…

Yeah, this is nice but no.  I’m not giving my vacation time to someone else.  Mostly because I’ve spent a lot of money and energy celebrating other people’s marriages and kids and will never get any of that back since I’m perpetually single and have no interest in having children at all.  Yes, I’m a selfish bitch and…

Wait, what?

I turn 37 in a few months, I guess I better start looking at walkers and walk-in bathtubs.

Boys and Girls in the City got us through the first few months after the inauguration. Thank God for plodding and adorable inaction. 

This makes perfect sense.