Every killer robot is a mirror, and the reflection is not flattering.
Yes, you’ve seen it eleven times, and no, you don’t owe anyone an explanation.
Not every difficult person is a narcissist, but these fictional ones make a convincing case.
Nobody hosts a holiday dinner like a fictional family that stopped speaking years ago.
Ask me about a book I finished last month and watch me bluff.
Apparently I have strong feelings about who gets to play a man who doesn’t exist.
Pretending your life has a soundtrack might be slightly extra, but it’s also the only thing keeping Thursday from being a total tragedy.
I was not expecting to be this charmed by the new Fantastic Four movie, but here we are.
This week was a long one. Between a lot going on at work and in my regular life, I consistently felt several steps behind. Unfortunately, doesn’t look to be slowing…
Is it just me, or has this week been weirdly long for no good reason? I kept thinking it was Thursday when it was only Tuesday, and don’t even get…