The good news is, my new neighbor is either a hot, young-ish guy, or has hot, young-ish guy visitors at 10 pm on Saturday nights.
The bad news is, I learned this by passing said hot, young-ish guy at the common door, as he was walking in and I was walking out to meet the grocery delivery guy…and I was wearing mismatched pajamas and slippers, with hair I THINK was last washed on Thursday?
Um… it’s… um… fashion?
Quotable therapist: “I promise, you don’t hit menopause and automatically become a Republican.”
You heard it here, folks.
Adele: “So I’m reading this wrong?”
Felix: “Well, you did just mix mood stabilizers with gin, darling.”
Adele: “That’s brunch.”
— Orphan Black
“Hello, Katarina. Make anyone cry today?”
“Sadly, no. But it’s only 4:30.”
Thoughts on writing:
“I’m a writer. It’s like riding a bike, or severe childhood trauma –you never really lose it.”
-Cat Grant, Supergirl