I don't know how to feel about this. I didn't mind Prepon's acting as the current jailbird iteration of Alex. I like her character, and I don't love Piper (but I love watching her fuck all the things up).

Probably a mixture of some of the above— my boyfriend and I both groan when Jason Biggs is on screen.

Hey, can we talk for a second about how Taryn Manning has NO BUSINESS being as good as she is, as Pennsatucky??

On another note, I should add— your definition of success, your excellent job, your shitty neighborhood with the awesome walk-up? They would hate this as much as you'd hate living in their carpeted suburban sprawlmare. Their idea of what success looks like is not yours. That is why they will never be jealous of…

I love this essay so much.

Strangely enough, "While my guitar is wracked with heaving sobs," was the original draft of that song, which the prophet George wrote, in anticipation of this day. Praise ye.

Gravy.

They don't turn us into irrational she-demons who can silence enemies by shooting a stream of poisonous blood across the room.

I like Rich. He's so open minded!

I think taking a photo of an awesome dish is a good way to say, "Thank you, you're fucking great!" to someone who prepared that dish. Or, to the farmer who grew or raised that thing you cooked with, or whatever.

As a demo-loving, Smile promo-owning Queen mega-fan...

It is all about context.

Aw, man. I don't typically have a reaction to celebrity deaths, but I've watched The Sopranos every summer for the past 5 years, and I always feel, inexplicably, the tiniest bit lonely when it's done. You spend 2 months with these characters, and then it's over.

Danger tits, and how!

True story: I found a grape in my bra the other night.

Perhaps you'd pay that much for implants. They were just skipping the middle man.

I don't think this was a poor assignment, so much as it was... ah, poorly timed, maybe. Not that today's teenagers are any more or any less vulnerable to suicidal thoughts (as they were in my day, or any other day), but I'm surprised the teacher wouldn't have anticipated the knee-jerk reaction to it, and didn't think,…

C'mon, Republicans. You guys don't like that? (That's fine. More for me.)

Oh god, my boyfriend and I do this too. Except, not to annoy friends. We do it when we're alone.

Brava.