Cassie Van Gelder
I didn’t go see them but my boyfriend did and he said they were great. I stayed home and enjoyed every minute of it.
Oh I love the taste! But I could see it being weird, and yeah it totally does work. I think the Cold Care kinda tastes worse somehow. Too much licorice.
That sounds just fantastic. Don’t forget to hydrate or you’ll catch someone else’s stupid cold.
Get some Traditional Medicinals Throat Coat tea! Drink all of it!
I’m sticking to my diet for the most part but today got the better of me and I went to one of those yogurt places where you add your own toppings and I only regret it a little bit. Also I forgot about the John Mayer concert tonight that I promised myself I’d go to, but it’s 2 hours away and I’m just so old and tired and full of despair. Do I drive a total of 4 hours in one evening to see some music when I could stay in town and see Menomea and the Helio Sequence instead? Or better yet, stay home and ice my knee? So many non-problems.
This week is going slowly, but good freaking lord how is it October already…
I do not get it. At all. I think maybe I have a disease where Cumberbatch is actually gorgeous but my eyes don’t work.
Plus I always feel painfully aware of the fact that Jake Gylenhall is acting, almost like he doesn’t want us to forget that he’s not really the guy he’s playing on the screen.
Man, really? I’m fully prepared for a very unsatisfying ending.
Especially when Walt hired the Nazis to kill Jesse!
I don’t meant to hate on her in real life but her lip filler really, really annoys me.
Also pale sickly Walt in a pale, sickly yellow sweat shirt as compared to his former bright yellow meth-making suit… man.
Her wishy-washiness is probably pretty realistic/true to life, though.
Totally. Got it. Oh lord.
Oh my god.
Granite, mineral, I don’t get this. What are you saying? I want to know!
*cue Huey Lewis*
But he also gave Walt someone to talk to. There’s a lot going on there between Walk and Jesse, psychologically.
But then also fuck watching Jane die, sooo…. sometimes there just is no good guy.
Yep. Bingo. Walt hiding his sobbing through that performance to save her was just… fucking… UGGHHHHH my god. Incredible.
Today I learned about keg pillows.
Maybe they’re empty? I mean one can hope??
Butter-fried butter in butter sauce, I imagine.
Much like Tucson, AZ, Austin is a blue oasis in a sea of red.
FYI, should want to watch this PAHTY in slo mo like I did, just start the video, then click on the video to pause it, then hold down the space bar and enjoy:
-SJP’s magically shrunken head
-GOOP and hubby nowhere near each other ever (probably because he refused to shave or change out of his sweat pants)
-Diaz about to do shots
-Paris Hilton’s skeleton walking around on its own accord
-Sir Paul McCartney pretending to sing for the camera
-Stella and GOOP kissing for so so so long
Just in general I hope you really enjoy this weird Stella McCartney commercial.