I'd be interested to see how the appetite for depressing or challenging media correlates with overall political or personal instability in any given era, to see if this puts paid to the personal theory I hold: that in safe but dull times, people reach for challenging media, and vice versa.

For me at least, I get enough exposure to how shitty and dreadful the world and humans are capable of being just by opening a newspaper or checking social media. I don't need more nihilism and pessimism rubbed in my face by entertainment media.

At university (in England!) there were so many Charlottes that I just defaulted to it if I didn't know a woman's name.

If he wanted companionship instead of romance, he should have told Valencia. She let him know where she stood, and he just passively went along with it instead of being honest. He was also being inappropriately flirty with Rebecca, and hanging out with her, knowing both that he found her attractive AND that this…

Josh behaved pretty damn badly in his stringing along of both Rebecca and Valencia, taking advantage of their feelings for his own emotional and material benefit; furthermore he engaged in an emotional affair with Rebecca while lying to Valencia about it and giving Rebecca just enough false hope to keep her engaged.…

I DO THIS

She's an ingenue!

After this episode, I am completely over the whole rolaskatox bullshit. While I think Alaska has performed more strongly this season, her behaviour in the last two episodes has made my burning love of Katya even more justified, and I just want that beautiful weirdo to win everything. That being said, all this drama…

They are! On the whole, cat breeds are named after locations - Persian, Somali, Burmese, Bengal - so that can help in figuring out which is which!

A tabby is just a coat pattern though - you can easily have a tabby who's a mutt! Point taken though. :)

Fried chicken is; friend chicken not so much. Unless OP has edited the typo?

"Friend chicken"? I think you're talking about Miss Fame.

No, chaffing, which is when one rubs oneself down with a chaffinch. Absorbent!

On the other hand, for someone with social anxiety it can be pretty liberating, knowing that you never have to see someone again. It means that their opinion of you doesn't matter, and it's okay if you screw up and do something weird or wrong. Mix that in with alcohol as well, and Arnold's motivation is…