Dear Everyone Who’s Told Me I Should Watch My Crazy Ex-Girlfriend,
I am so very sorry I didn’t listen. My entire life is canceled until I’ve seen them all.
Sincerest apologies from me and my heavy boobs,
Adele: “So I’m reading this wrong?”
Felix: “Well, you did just mix mood stabilizers with gin, darling.”
Adele: “That’s brunch.”
— Orphan Black
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
Via Huffington Post: The Media Is Saying And Doing A Bunch Of Sexist Stuff During The Olympics.
“A commentator said Team USA members looked like they ‘might as well be standing in the middle of a mall’ after they were caught on camera laughing and talking following their utter annihilation of the competition during the qualifying round.”
I really have nothing intelligent to say, but in fairness I think the only thing TO say is “Go fuck yourself.”
See also: “Katie Ledecky swims like a man.” [upon protest] “It was a compliment.” Seen in this second article, because there was enough bullshit to write two: Stop Attributing The Success Of Women Olympians To Men.
BRB, have to go marry this woman:
“I’ve got this shit called FEELINGS and they are the goddamn worst…Feelings are fundamentally UNFAIR and TERRIBLE. Something happens to you, totally outside your control, and then you just have to feel BAD for god knows how long? Don’t get it, don’t like it.”
YUP. In the past few years, I’ve taken breaks from/avoided my stupid feelings by mainlining Scandal (multiple times), Grey’s Anatomy, Gilmore Girls, Breaking Bad, and Jane the Virgin, along with repeated viewings of standup comedy specials and comfort movies.
Not sure if that’s a SIGN of depression or a coping mechanism for it, or both, or just totally normal behavior for the age we live in, but…screw it, it does help.