You know you’re a workaholic when: it’s only 8:25am, and yet you are berating yourself for being a lame slacker for only having put four hours on the clock so far today.
The Chinafornia Wolf’s official response to Apple’s release of iOS 11:
We are waiting for 11.2.
I don’t mind bugs. I just don’t like them in my food or my software.
I’m in the full throes of andropause. I am thus exploring many lifestyle possibilities within my extended comfort zone, with the explicit exception of the mistress+sportscar option.
Thou fickle vixen
Join my appetite
In my abandonment
Till night again falls
And I calleth thee
Lest my face
With my keyboard mergeth.
Alexander Skarsgård is a low-down dirty dog to spit in Keith Urban’s face like that in front of millions of viewers. And Urban is a class act for not standing up and laying old Alex flat out on the red carpetwith a haymaker.
Intersectionality is bunk. Quote me. Widely.
Sentimentalism, to the degree to which it infuses meaning, is a virtue to be cultivated rather than a vice to be scorned.