Man, I need a notebook to keep this all straight.

This is 100% true. I remember thinking the whole time I was being raped, “why isn’t my boyfriend coming to rescue me?” only to discover later that he had purposely left me alone in that hotel room with his friend and took an extra long time to get the food. It’s to the point that 20 years later, I’m more angry with him…

Indeed, I also agree with this sentiment. Thinking upon it gives me a warm feeling, like listening to the Franz Blüheim birthday concert.

It’s the calzones. Ben knew where it was at, man.

I’m getting that vibefrom my boss and his buddies lately. They’re all old white guys who are super into the Landmark Forum, and BY GUM, I should also take a class! Except of course, it’s banned in France as a cult, the people who own it are multi-millionaires and yet somehow think people should volunteer for the honor…

I really liked Terry Jones’ documentary. I loved the food section so much, I actually started growing lovage and rue in my garden! :D

The archaeology major in me is ugly crying. There were women gladiators, gorramit! This is going to be crossfit bros halfheartedly swatting at each other while their ladies get prissy at the prospect of cooking goat.

The archaeology major in me is ugly crying. There were women gladiators, gorramit! This is going to be crossfit bros halfheartedly swatting at each other while their ladies get prissy at the prospect of cooking goat.

I accept anyone’s judgement: I LOVE Regency House Party. LOVE. IT. I would crawl all over Captain Jeremy Glover like Luke with his Wampa—wait, no, that went to the wrong place.

Frankly, I even loved the sequel. So cute, especially when the aunt gets in on the prank at the end.

I’m in a boring part of St. Paul, alas.

Is it in the city of Every Day I Need Attention?

OH MY GOD MY BRAIN IS IN PIECES RN.

Starred just because dear GOD I love your username.

YOU FORGOT YOUR JACKET!

I was always interested in dinosaurs, but I logically decided (at the wise old age of 13) that it was easier to find people bones than dinosaur bones, so I would instead look into archaeology to satisfy my digging-stuff-up needs.

Sam Neill is the sexier draw for me. UNFF. Floppy hair and rolled-up sleeves? I think it’s officially my fetish.

I love that the comic was written by Al Franken. ^_^

She doesn’t want to look too schlubby!

I’m the Mary, you’re the Rhoda.