When the only requirement is, "Be happy!" I'm out.
"Wait long enough by the side of the river and you will see the body of your enemy floating by." It's either Sun Tzu or Rising Sun, either way, I like it.
Nothing gets me pumped like career advice and productivity hacks.
There is nothing more helpful than a bunch of humblebrags disguised as lifehacks.
How well do you know how my day is going?
It's a show within a show within a world where everyone watches the show.
No, seriously, what do I do now?
To conclude my Key and Peele posts, I'm just going to list my favorite episodes.
I think that any concept I have of masculinity comes from my father's benevolent nihilism and I always wondered if not having a dad himself made him so atypically dad-like.
I love December twenty-fifth but I hate December twenty-third. That's the day my mother died. Each year on that day, people who know will ask me if I'm doing okay. And I'm fine. It's just a day.
I've been talking about death a lot lately, so, why stop now?
I think too much but sometimes we get reminders from the universe that we need to snap out of it.