And I, you. Big hug, fellow insider.

But hey, no entrance fee!

Can we just have a Randall and Beth show? I’d even be ok with some Kevin. But Mandy Moore is just awful, and I can’t seem to drum up any interest in Bug and The Geico Camel voice guy.

I’m bipolar, and have had the, uh...distinction of spending time in my local psychiatric hospital on a few occasions. Everything that you wrote, with the exception of the dating part, as I’m An Old Married Woman, could have been written by me. I felt as though I was reading my own journal.

I think you’re right.

Here’s hoping.

If they kill off Mandy Moore, then I’ll continue to watch. Because boy, oh boy, she is the WORST.

Oh, so Trump’s Amerika.

I’m not sure, but I think I hate this guy.

Republicans are soulless idiots.

Italian here! We all grew up on Aperol Spritzes (and other Campari-based aperitivi). I love a good one, especially, to quote Dorothy Parker, when my soul is sick for Italy.  Which is most of the time. 

So, I was born and raised in Italy, and I have to say that, although I welcomed the arrival of the Aperol Spritz to America, I rather did it with a half-smile.

I think it’s really telling that he never refers to his son by his first name.

...or who knows a guy who can stick his mind into a bunch of ravens and look around.

Kimmie sucks. Give me Titus (and Lillian), or give me death!*

Oh, this is GREAT!

I have a Madeline-Kahn-as-Mrs.-White loathing for TERFs. And I knew that this article was going to piss me off (not the writing, which I loved).

I legitimately thought that was Kim Cattral in the thumbnail.  This is not an insult.

Tiffany, you are a woman after my own heart. I bring purse cheese to nearly every occasion.  One never knows.

Cannellinis or GTFO.