Dear Darling Ones, I have a shitty, throbbing headache brought on by a combination of dehydration and a salty dinner. I cried a whole bunch today — buckets and buckets of tears. Nothing catastrophic happened….
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The COVID Diaries: Thoughts on an Anxiety-Fueled Rewatch of Dawson’s Creek
I’m about knee-deep into a rewatch of Dawson’s Creek. This is televisonary comfort food. I’m about neck-deep into the process of refinancing Supergenius HQ, and if the knots in my neck and shoulders are any…
The COVID Diaries: Correction
In a recent blog post, the author stated she was sad. Upon further reflection she has decided it would be more accurate to describe her emotional state as “mean red” as defined by Holly Golightly…
The New Project Runway
When I heard that Heidi Klum and Tim Gunn were leaving “Project Runway,” I was crushed. “Project Runway” is my favorite show currently airing on TV. Or maybe it’s tied for #1, because I love…
Day 166 of 200: Still Frivolous After All These Years
We’re six days into 2019, but damnit Darling Ones, it’s been a motherfucker so far. Let me count the ways: I’m still sick Today my furnace decided to be a total sporadically working and not…
Day 145 of 200: Top Chef Super Nerd
“Top Chef” is my favorite show currently on TV. It’s the one show I actually buy on Amazon so I can watch it while it airs, and even though I own a lot of the…
Day 121 of 200: ‘Bob’s Burgers’ Thanksgiving Episodes Ranked
7. The Quirkducers Louise: How you doing girl? Tina: Um, not great. I feel like my soul has diarrhea. 6. Thanks-hoarding Bob: Gene it’s when you take the backbone out of the turkey and press…
Day 119 of 200: Found Time & Murderous Impulses
As I may have mentioned once or 816 times, I am not a morning person. So when my phone vibrated at 6:38 this morning, I really did want to light someone on fire. Lucky for…
Day 116 of 200: For the Honor of Grayskull
I spent most mornings in 1986 plopped on the floor in front of our Curtis Mathis TV trying to engorgelate my hair into gravity-defying shapes and whorls, but mostly just sitting on my ass watching…
Day 113 of 200: And Then I Wept Through a Sitcom
First of all, a woman on Supermarket Sweep just said she had a “six-month-year-old” and I wonder if it still haunts her lo these twenty-seven years. Second of all, I still feel like garbage and…