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SO HARD.

I distinctly remember this issue and being a VERY confused child about it. I think this is when my mom first had to really sit me down and explain how tabloids worked.

I AM GOING THERE ON MY HONEYMOON. I am unreasonably excited for this temple. Someone told me that they would try and steal my stuff and I was like...worth it. 100%. MONKEY TEMPLE.

That’s a really sweet story, and I’m so glad your mom is okay!

I inexplicably love this show. It’s like a vacation for my brain, but I find everyone lovable as well. I find myself invested in the characters and their relationships and I kind of hate myself, but whatever. I have other far more admirable qualities that people can focus on.

I absolutely LOVED backstroke. Anything where my arms/legs had to move as one unit was horrible for me (i.e., breast/fly) and I loved being able to breathe the entire time I was swimming. I also held my high school backstroke record for almost ten years (yes, I’m bragging, but it’s by far my biggest athletic

The “Little Drummer Boy” will never fail to somewhat traumatize me. I don’t think I’ve seen it in like 15 years but it’s still so sad that the freaking animals get hit by a stupid cart.

My fiancé definitely “produced” the proposal—he lured me to a meaningful location from my childhood, my best friend was there taking photos, and then he surprised me with a dinner with a ton of our close friends afterwards. It was an intimate moment even though there were other people there and it just sort of worked.

I still tear up every single time I watch this video. I don’t know why. It’s just so absurd and cute and I’m sure it was just the right thing for them.

Originally it was supposed to be Rachel Weisz. I think she would have looked a bit more the part.

I have been to a party which she attended (and sang at)! She was indeed a hoot but had a fancy little closed-off VIP area so I had to observe the aforementioned hoot from afar.

I’ve been in that scenario—I hooked up with a guy friend while completely blacked out and didn’t remember it at all. He remembered and told me what happened in the morning. While by technical definition it could definitely be considered non-consensual, I just didn’t feel that way about the situation and moved on from

BLASPHEMY - WORKING GIRL IS A NATIONAL TREASURE.

The plot of the movie is that he returns to the jungle after having already been living in London for a number of years, hence his trouser-wearing. However, I agree. Less trouser-wearing, for...reasons.

Surprisingly no—but also a very funny Oscar-winning actress. Also is luckily as charming and lovely in real life as she appears to be.

I had a dream once that I caught my fiance with another guy after a fight we had. It fucked with my head for MONTHS.

Not myyyy dream, but still awesome/hilarious: I used to work at a talent agency, and a very high-profile actress was on the phone with my boss during a conference call and suddenly out of nowhere she goes: “Oh my god! I just remembered that I had the weirdest dream last night! It was a sex dream about Dwayne ‘The

Although they might actually have a chance at affording those costs—unlike the people who would be without healthcare should ACA be repealed.

Also, this kind of sounds like fun. Might have to make that the game in my apartment for a few days.

I MADE THIS LAST NIGHT TOO (though I did not photograph). I also didn’t have spaghetti so I did it with whole-wheat rotini. This is my favorite make-for-myself-when-fiancé-is-out-of-town-and-I-want-to-be-lazy-and-unhealthy dish. So delicious.