On Monday I puked at work. (Full disclaimer: not pregnant, just sick) Nothing will immediately remind you of your tiny and completely inconsequential place in the world as contemplating how to successfully get yourself home without endangering the mass transit riding public. Now it’s Friday and I’m gloriously stuffing my face with sea salt caramels and fancy chocolates, oblivious to any potential consequence or ramification. What it is to be young and free!
Why is the measles back? Situating a dangerous outbreak in a crazy for-profit health care system. On Kanye: “If you see him simply as a crazy egomaniac, you’ve taken away his right to be a dimensional human being.” RGB took a wine nap during the SOTU (it’s ok Ruth, I feel asleep too). Are you familiar with crucial concepts? Glad I’m not the only one annoyed with [SPOILER ALERT] Mindy’s sudden pregnancy on The Mindy Project.
We’ve started watching Empire at our house and I gotta say, I’m into it. Hot dudes reading: the latest gift from the instragram gods.
Father John Misty – I Love You, Honeybear (out this week and perfectly commute length)
Billboard’s Top 50 Love Songs of All Time (for all the lovers and fighters out there)