On things you should know:

I've never seen Star Wars. Back when the little, old community theater on ninth played Friday night movies, my parents took me to see it, but I got so bored that I started throwing popcorn in the air trying to catch it in my mouth. But then I got in trouble, so I fell asleep and have never finished it because I don't care. And while I literally don't feel any guilt about saying that, I'm sort of a little bit sorry that I mean it. That's not the point, though. The point is that if you need someone by your side to accompany you on a Star Wars binge, my brother, Ben, is embarrassingly attached.

So, there you go.


Love, love,

A person who thinks you're cool, but thinks Star Wars is laaaaame.



I've been watching obscene amounts of How I Met Your Mother. Can you tell?