I love that stupid movie. And Alanis was the perfect choice for that role!

Without exception I loathe people who describe themselves flippantly as therapists. I’ve been in school for a million years to be a therapist. Alanis, you are not a damn therapist. Giving advice isn’t therapy. Even when you put on a super pouty empathetic face for it.

Pretty fabulous!

That’s like, the main joke there is to make for this. :(
#slowonthetypedraw

I missed you! I love Jezebel, I’ve just been busy and trying to limit it to downtime at work. Unfortunately that’s evenings and weekends when the stories are sparse. How’ve you been?

Emma! You’re back! Huzzah!

Just keep one hand in your pocket.

I hope she ends every column, with “Don’t go down on dopey comedians in movie theaters.”

I’m down for this. To this day, whenever I get really frustrated or enraged with my place in the world/work/home/my skin my go to angry-white-girl music is Jagged Little Pill.

You Oughta Know.

You broke it. You bought it, sorry no returns.

That was Uninvited. Thank U.

I love her podcast! I think she’s only done 3 (maybe 4) episodes since it’s once a month, but she is really highlighting some topics that are close to my heart.

I read this this morning and, frankly, I am here for it.

Considering Alannis is God, I would take anything she says very seriously.

Nah uh. When he left Canada he was a sweet, adorable boy. This is all on you.

If by any chance he spilled his blood, it’s inevitable he awoke something ancient and powerful.
But the blood shed needs to be complete. Gods are hungry.

One can only hope he called up the curse of the ruins upon himself.

Seriously... wth does anyone hang with this douche nozzle? Money... gotta be the money. Waste of flesh, this one!

Oh, fuck the hell off, Bieber.