Well, that really put things into perspective.

Aaaand this made me just feel like a huge stereotype.

I mean, yeah, I’d probably watch some ball with her.

Summer of Spieth.

There’s really nothing worse than being stuck in an endless group text.

Yeah, I’ll probably waste a Sunday on this.

Man, I kind of miss him.

April looking good. Also, “Wicked Games?” I’ll take it.

I could pretty much watch Schmidt (or Max Greenfield, as he’s known in the real world) do anything at this point and not get sick of it.

I now feel like a total dumbass for eating out every meal.