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There bunch are pretty cool too

And here we finally get a modicum of truth leaking through the carefully constructed PR narrative: I'm not Disney

My boyfriend is talented you guys.

Fuck anyone who thinks they get to shame people for finding one thing sad without namechecking literally every other sad thing, world without end, amen.

According to those around me Who Know Of These Things, Superbowls tend to be one of two things: nailbiter one pointers, or so lopsided you genuinely could go home in the second quarter and not miss much.

My insufferable cousin, who is a full-grown adult, posted this on Facebook: "What will the Hunger Games franchise do now that PSH has died? I hope it all turns out! I really do love those movies! I know they're for the younger crowd, but they are so eerily accurate about how things go when government gets big!"

The opposite of a sausage fest is a taco party.

The opposite of a sausage fest is a clam bake!

We're talking about a character who permanently scarred one of her classmates for telling Umbridge about the DA.

I WOULD HAVE LOVED THAT. But you know, then she murdered him. UGH.

I don't think he was a dude-bro. It was more like Harry said in the books: he was spoiled essentially despite being poor. He was accustomed to being catered to by Molly and expected things to be easy. Harry was a attempted murder survivor and Hermione was accustomed to working hard to succeed. Ron probably would have

Just for the Harry/Hermione shippers out there - this changes nothing. You are still delusional.

Sidebar: Where are my "No no no, I will not give or throw away a single book they are all precious gifts!" people? Oh there you are, I see you've found one another. (I can tell by the hushed muttering punctuated by the odd, "If that Clean Creature thinks I'm parting with my 7th grade copy of Watership Down she's got

They usually have to be able to act. There. I fixed it. :)

Internalized sexism. Plus the fetishization of queer relationships.

My best friend in Junior High and I met because we were both into science fiction. We had a wonderful time sharing the books and movies and TV shows we loved. But then we went to college, and I made friends who weren't into SF, though I continued to enjoy it myself. At home over a summer, my friend told me she was

I tweeted that I want a rom com with her and Tom Hiddleston, like, immediately and SHE FAVORITED IT! The movie should be them being gorgeous and in love in London, right? (Tom has yet to respond.)

Marry Michael B. Jordan.

The amount of time 'straight people' spend deeply contemplating gay sex never fails to amaze me.

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I start every morning with "ughhh....gotta get up, gotta get up..." and then my boyfriend starts in with a "gotta get up before the mooooooorning comes!"