Huh. Not what I expected to find when I walked into work this morning. Thanks so much.

Sorry I’m so boring. Sheesh.

“You put on a flannel, you pick up a gun, you go out there.”

“Exploring human-robot communication.” Do you want to get Skynet? Because this is how you get Skynet.

There’s a “not-racist” handbook? Huh.

Wait. How are stirrup pants back??

“Tell us your throughts!”


Holy shit. Finally. A universal translator. So flipping cool.

Person being friendly: “Cheers!” (as a greeting)
Person who is basically a dick: “Ta what?!?!”

I think the phrase “destination wedding” is dumb. That shouldn’t even be a thing.

Also I’m so incredibly sick of hearing about your wedding. Like seriously. Stop.

A Jesus reference! I did not think that would happen.

I hate it when October feels like June.

If anything, watching Supernatural all the way through a second time has just made me love it more.

I may just start over on a third round. It sure makes the treadmill time pass quickly.

Man. Mick was really starting to grow on me. All that character development just to croak him.

‘Cept his facial hair. His weird stubble was kind of awful.

Dude. Judy Dench has a Harvey Weinstein tattoo on her ASS. WTF. And also that is a special kind of hilarious, really.

I don’t know how long I can keep my fingers crossed, really. I need a distraction.

Yeah, but that’s not entirely true. Schumpeter also said that capitalism would eventually consume itself. So. You know. There’s that.

No. I’m not it. Stop tagging me.

OK, I’m seriously lost, Quantico. Your second season is just a leetle bit over the top.

I don’t know. I think if you’ve been sexually assaulted in some way you kind of have a moral obligation to say something. I know how difficult that is. Life ain’t easy, chickens.

I wish you would all stop complaining about this rainy day. It’s glorious.

I wish you would all stop complaining about GMOs. They have saved countless lives, and are not actually harming you in any way.

I wish you all would just calm the hell down about pretty much everything. Ever.

Sammiches for everyone!

Don’t you have an office you can go to?

I really don’t care if your produce is hand sliced. That’s not really a selling point.

I don’t understand people who leave the tea bag in their tea while they’re drinking it.

One wonders why no one ever does anything about it then.

Now you can’t even share fruit with people.

How do you repair a broken jack-o-lantern?

I’m trying to decide if I should take that as a good sign or not. I don’t want to get my hopes up.

It’s just all willy nilly in here. Drives me crazy.

“delivered in a terribly genteel typeface” God, what snobs you are.

I don’t feel bad about judging people who knew what was going on or experienced what was going on who didn’t say anything. Someone should have done something.

I typed some stuff then deleted it. You don’t need to know what it was.

So many hypocrites in the world. So very many hypocrites.

Fuggit. Done talking about this. Hollywood can go screw itself.

You’re ruining my Random. I need a palate cleanser.

You never stop talking and you’re not even saying anything.

I’m pretty sure this is because of the medication. I’m pretty sure I’m not actually getting sick.

Wow. I wish I had that kind of disposable cash.

Course if I did, I’d just dispose of it in ridiculous ways. And that’s silly.

Maybe being poor is OK. Keeps you grounded. Or something.

But will they still be called Boy Scouts?

Are the Girl Scouts going to let boys in?

Will they merge and just be Scouts?


Stop using sticky notes, people. Stop. Stop Stop Stop.

Maybe I need a donut. And some cider. It’s a perfect day for donuts and cider.


That chick is treacherous.

Also I totally forgot about Bonnie.

I’m feeling kind of super crappy. DAMMIT.

I feel like pizza would be good.

I’m not even editing this. I’m too tired.

I just don’t think that chick is a very good actress.


You should really rethink that mustache, dude.


I don’t think I’d be a very good spy.

But I’d be a damn good looking one.