five good things

1. Fresh Off the Boat and The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt, both of which had me cackling all week long like The Office used to ten years ago. I should try to watch more things that make me laugh like that. It makes my stomach feel good.

2. The First Mess, which is full of recipes so beautiful and practical and delicious-looking it took me like twenty minutes of drooling perusal to realize they’re all effing vegan despite the fact that it very clearly states that on the home page. I made these two both this week and: yup. Yup.

3. This cover of Knocking on Heaven’s Door from The 100 finale, and actually everything about The 100 finale, which I thought was earned and sad and great. I want to write a book like The 100 only without the spaceships and violence and I want the CW to make a show of it scored with moody covers of songs from the 1970s. I feel like that’s probably tacky to admit, but whatever. I want it. I’m manifesting.

4. The night of the toilet phone incident I met two girls who I thought were just the coolest, but I always feel like a creep trying to make new friends as an adult and also: toilet phone. Anyway, I finally facebooked them and asked if they wanted to go for drinks this week and guess what: they said yes and it was great and fun. Life lesson, etc etc.

5. Those two days of spring we had this week, and this NYT article in case you were in danger of getting at all sentimental about it.

Happy weekend. I gotta pack for real now.