I need to move somewhere warm so I can have it ALL THE TIME without the violent shivering.

For some reason it’s about 20 degrees warmer in the kitchen than in the rest of my office, but it’s the kind of warm that makes you feel like the air is actively, maliciously trying to suffocate you.

And I just sprayed myself in the face trying to peel a clementine. So that’s how Monday wants to be, I guess.

Also my job is really fucking stupid today, just like every day, but I never stop feeling bitter about it.

I saw Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy again yesterday because my aunt and Charlie wanted to see it (and also Cheekbones McGee, but yeah). I liked it so much more the second time around. Everything that wasn’t clear to me on the first viewing (which was a lot) was much more obvious this time. And it had way more of an emotional impact? And also I got to appreciate how beautifully it’s shot. Basically, I kind of want to get it on DVD when it comes out, and that rarely happens for me. This has been a post.

Cat you’re cute as fuck but you make it impossible to get up and take my pants off.

To recap, that means Meryl Streep alone has been nominated more times for best actress than there have been black best actress nominees, period. 

To date we have one black best actress Oscar winner. Out of only nine nominees. Total. Since 1954.  

I love you, and yes, Viola Davis, but you did not just tell Meryl Streep to sit down.

It’s nothing personal to Queen Meryl. I just think we all get the idea. 

God I love Viola Davis. I hope she wins every fucking award there is.