An every-once-in-a-while collection of what’s currently occupying brainspace (no spoilers, but there are a lot of women in suits).

Micro-dosing grief—and incrementally paying double in sadness—is Klarna-ass behavior, but I can’t blame myself for wanting to mitigate impact.

Next-level millennial nostalgia with eight possible endings, screeching dial-up internet, and fully poseable arms and legs.

Born to search the glittering rooms of my heart…forced to seek online education. Typical. See you on the message boards, people.