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I’m a little wonky today for a number of reasons related to both my disorder and my gender (what? I don’t know what I’m talking about either) so posting might be a little wonky as well.

Granted, now that I’ve said that, I’ll inevitably post 90 things during the course of the day, which will lead six people to leave the comment that “we thought you weren’t feeling well?”

Which may lead to me raising an eyebrow and waggling my finger at the screen, but you won’t see that, will you? No, you won’t.

But, because I love you, I’m going to link to six old but fun — just like William Shatner! — posts here, just in case you needed something to read. I care about your reading needs, you know… I really do. Much in the same way I am concerned for your dental hygiene and iron intake. And the cleanliness of your underwear.

Consider me your cybermom.

Wait, no, don’t. That’s creepy.

Anyway:

Donettes, yo.

The infamous “Dear Him” letter.

Apparently, I’m an easy lover.

Remember?

No real excuse for a photo of Ryan Reynolds. But a lot of opinions.

A manifesto.