I'm on week three of Blue Apron. I actually am really enjoying it. The vegetarian choices are all really tasty, I'm discovering things I like that I never thought I would (radishes! who knew?), and I have tons of leftovers for lunches and quick non-cooking night dinners.

There are almost 12 years between my sister and I and I indoctrinated her early into the Buffyverse. I should really tell her about it too!

Puppet Show doesn't get enough love. It's on my personal favorite list for sure.

I was actually quite surprised not long ago to learn my mailman knows my name. I guess I shouldn't have been — he sees me when I go home at lunch most days, and sees the name on the mail, but I was still surprised. And my mom was really good friends with their old mail person. She adored my mom's dog and even came to…

The Angel finale is one of my all time favorite episodes of television. That and The Gift are the two Buffy/Angel eps I would watch if someone told me I was dying tomorrow.

Passion is just so, so good.

"You have fruit punch mouth" (or sometimes "I have fruit punch mouth") is by far my most repeated line from the Buffyverse. It is the constant in my never-ending quest for the perfect red lipstick, but is surprisingly versatile.

No can do.

I did see somewhere that giving the speech its own moment and delaying the immigration ban could have a negative (for them) effect on the ban because they won't be able to use the excuse that it's necessary for the security of the country.

Even my own mother, who loathes Trump, said he "didn't sound that terrible" on Tuesday. I corrected her quickly, because eff that.

Well, she says she loves bread, and that's a platform I can definitely get behind.

So much worse.

But he was in David S. Pumpkins so…

The insurance stuff is infuriating. I was/am fortunate enough that my biggest health issue occurred under my employer's coverage. It came out of nowhere. I was perfectly healthy until I wasn't. I went on a trip, and came home with cold that lead to discovering a lump in my neck. My father has terrible insurance…

I am almost embarrassed by how much I love Riverdale. Almost. But I am not. I am just mad I erased the episodes as I watched them and only have the last 2 on my dvr.

Ana Marie Cox said something last night like, to set the bar any lower, the devil would have to lower the floor in his basement.

I find that my desire to be informed is interfering with my need to never hear or see him speak again. I'll probably watch something else and just second screen twitter.

I am sad to say that every time I see the name Amanda I think of Can't Hardly Wait — Aman-duh…

I keep listening to the Indigo Girls' Galileo and crying when they get to that line about nuclear annihilation.

Fire bad. Tree pretty.