Late Night with Jimmy Fallon presents: Your childhood.
I just watched the new episode of Game of Thrones, and now everything feels bad.
I AM FEELING EVERY EMOTION AT ONCE.
I have, in my career, been contacted by 3 paranoid schizophrenics who believed I was trying to destroy and/or kill them.
One of them did however contact me to apologise for whatever it was he had done to deserve it.
Sometimes, someone in my family asks me what “success as writer” would look like for me.
This is pretty much as close a definition as I’ve ever heard.
Imagine floating in a sea of semi-functional autistic children, each with their own obsession. Now imagine you can choose which ones follow you around and talk at you—endlessly—about whatever that obsession happens to be. You can mix and match these autists at your whim, but sometimes the ones you keep close to you will hear something said by one of the others—one that you’ve chosen to ignore but is still back there, somewhere, even though you can’t hear it—and repeat it to you anyway, because they find it interesting. Tumblr is like that.
Me, describing Tumblr to my tech-neophyte uncle.
I’m really kind of proud of myself.
(Also: Hello, Tumblr homies. It’s been a while.)
Because the premiere of Game of Thrones' third season is the most important thing happening tomorrow, here is a supercut of all the profanity in seasons one and two.
Here is a pie chart of the breakdown:
Happy Season Three, everyone!