I just finished an INCREDIBLE book: Confessions by Kanae Minato. It’s a Japanese crime novel that is absolutely enthralling - I read it in one sitting!

Jude Law’s agent, too. He’s the Young Pope™, right?

Right? That is the opposite of buyer’s remorse. That is... seller’s rejoice? Whatever, I luff it.

In my difficult moments I can be found under a blanket cry-eating Oreos (double-stuffed, if it’s an especially trying time). But Hawaii sounds nice too, I guess.

Has Donald Trump turned the highest office in the country into Celebrity Apprentice? Is it too much for an actual politician with, you know, political experience to become president?

I believe you’re mistaken - he goes by The Lord*.

What Great Kabbalah Monster did SJP give sacrifice to - she has been alllll over the gossip rags these past few months after several years of obscurity?

They’ve HBO’d This Is Us?

I am a Canadian in the Netherlands staying with my Dutch relatives. And their explanation of the Olympics in “Yapan” (J=Y in Holland, not to mention it’s SOUTH KOREA, JENNIE) was hilarious. “It’s a lot of good athletes humping together on the slopes and in the streets”. I don’t know what they meant by ‘humping’, but…

Oof. The description of her killing the... nope, I can’t. This was a rough story to wake up to.

Oprah, honey. That belt either needs to go 1/2 an inch up or 1/2 an inch down. That being said, I haven’t worn non-elasticated pants since 2014 so maybe I’m not a belt expert...

The only way to stop a bad Crock-Pot with a gun is a good Crock-Pot with a gun.

THANK YOU for sharing that masterpiece. I needed a good belly laugh (did Jack send me the belly laugh?!?).

I can’t even see where the socks end and the shoes begin...

I’m sorry that you miss your dad! I’ll mug Jonah and send you the jacket, if that would ease your melancholy.

This is... a look. This is the look I sport when I’m running to my car in the morning because I forgot a bag of groceries (and I’m praying my neighbours don’t look out their windows).

It might be a daunting Google search, but you will not be disappointed!

What a bizarre series of videos. It reminds me of Isabella Rossellini doing Green Porno in a bug costume.

It has always been the greatest heartbreak to learn that Alec Baldwin is not Jack Donaghy.

That’s just it - it looks like a poorly photoshopped album cover. And the lead singer is in a Canadian tuxedo. Woof.