shhhhhhh...

We broke our years-long tradition of going out for tapas on Thanksgiving (we're expats in a far corner of England), and instead went to a cheesy themey 'American diner,' complete with tabletop jukeboxes and free refills (I think I drank more diet coke with dinner than I have in the past year). Chicken club sandwich…

The Cult of Casserole must not be mocked, nor the Secret Society of the Jello Salad. Do do otherwise is to incur the mighty wrath of the Midwesterner.

Places that aren't in the US do still have flights to the US. You know that, right?

This past weekend I bought a plush fleece panda onesie, and it is The Literal Best. I am cosy, and I am warm, and I am a motherfucking panda.

Same thing I buy him every Christmas, and every May for his birthday:

Heh, 'slightly gross pragmatist' is the small print on my business card. ;)

Am I alone in that this doesn't really gross me out?

This is my objection to the TP barrier. It always ends badly for me.

OOOH, I think this is it. Cheers

(stupid kinja, ignore pls)

So the big revelation for me here is that the actor I thought was Michelle Monaghan is not actually Michelle Monaghan. I wonder who I had her confused with?

Yep. This is the first time I've seen the architect's name, actually.

Seriously! I don't understand what is wrong with this toy.

Relevant:

Did you actually read my post?

A) this isn't about evo psych

Yeah. I was all sorts of confused with this article.

OMG your dog is the best. She looks just like my Dad's dog (Sgt Schultz, aka the Gloomster, aka Gloomy Gloomdog, aka whyisyourfacesosadpuppyImustsquishyouhappy) , who died a couple of years ago after a long lifetime of being spoiled and awesome.

I don't even like nog, but now I want to be a nog person because you've put those words in that order. AMAZING