So friends, it's Friday night. I'm at home, throwing myself a bourbon and cheese party watching the Fosters* and I am not ashamed.

What about you?

*For some reason, I can only enjoy the Fosters when I'm drunk and then I love it.

PS the theme song to the Fosters makes me tear up a little. The whole show is so beautifully melodramatic and I eat it up with a spoon.

PPS I think the cat is plotting against me. She's not my cat but I'm the one who's home most of the time and she resents the fact that I don't give her attention. She sits outside my door and just stares at it.

PPPS People who write PSS annoy me because it's Post Script and Post Post Script not Post Script Script. That's weird.