I’m anxious. My best friend from college is getting married and an old flame of mine is also invited to the wedding. Not for a couple more months yet, of course, but there’s a wee bit of dread.

My ticket to Hamilton is what’s comforting me through the maelstrom of best-friend’s-New-York-wedding related feels.

No, Eli Gold + America Ferrera’s character 5ever, please and thank you. :)

Ta-Nehisi Coates just got the reins of the Black Panther comic book. :)

My ex/former best friend is dating someone long-distance who hates me. Who is ‘totally fine with us being friends’, but had my ex throw me out of a party he was throwing while she was in town.

Technically I’m still friends with my ex but when our outings together end, I’m super anxious and in a foul mood. I hate that…

I just made this recipe, and added lots of bacon because—because bacon, I guess? Turned out great. :) I also make a lot of leek and fennel recipes. Like soups.

Like Cher Horowitz once said, “It is one thing to spark up a doobie and get laced at parties, but it is quite another to be fried all day.” If it’s there, I might partake, but I’d never buy my own.

No, I’d say they want the power. And I think holding onto power is one way to blockade emotions.

I’ve had two lovers in their early 50s and I’m in my mid-20s. A+. Best at eating pussy in the land. Completely emotionally stunted, as you might expect from a man who wants a woman half their age, but, I cannot complain about the sex.

I read here at Jezebel that he’s banned from St. Andrews’ on account of getting drunk with students and being found in various states of dress. :)

Reading the reviews, and it sounds like something quite me! Now all I need to do is hunt it down in Vancouver somewhere to sniff before investing. :)

My two regular perfumes are Shalimar and Fracas, but unfortunately, I’ve connected each of them too much to my last two love affairs. I kind of need to find a fragrance that I can wear and only think of myself. Any suggestions? Also known to rock Byredo’s Pulp and Parfumerie Generale’s Rose Brulure.

indubitably.

There goes my WHOLE DAY!

STAMOS! Damn him and his jet-black hair and winning smile! I’m a failure! A FAILURE! I’m so disorganized, I never call anyone back! You should see my car, it’s a mess. I’M a mess! I go to the submarine sandwich restaurant and I leave my submarine sandwich restaurant value card at home EVERY…

Rollin’ With the Homies or bust.

Honestly, that was a best-kind-of-worst example. Another script I read just described the female lead as ‘spunky’.

I’m learning how to do script breakdowns right now (I want to go into development) and oh, GOD, the descriptions of women.

This one takes the cake.

“JANE, 25, walks with a purpose uptown through the tunnel toward Park Ave and 46th Street. Jane is confident and mature beyond her years. She IS the smartest person in the…

Of course this was SFU. UBC class of 2010 here. Let the ritual joking about SFU commence. I’ll start it off with that local classic:
Q. What do UBC and SFU students have in common?
A. They both applied to UBC.
Thanks, I’ll be here all night!

I will only allow if it’s a much, much later sequel where Jennifer Connelly is the reigning Goblin Queen.

Heh. Sterling’s Gold.