I’ve been told numerous times that I would enjoy 30 Rock, but I never really got around to watching it. But recently I’ve been seeing gifs of Liz Lemon on my tumblr dashboard. I was intrigued.
So I started watching 30 Rock on Netflix.
And y’all, I love Liz Lemon. Her awkwardness, her glasses, her attitude, her love of food…Liz Lemon is my spirit animal.
I am nearly as oblivious as she is in these situations. And yes, I do believe I would prefer the mozzarella sticks to another drink. Thanks for suggesting that, Liz.
When I told a friend I was moving into this house alone, she made me promise to leave the house once a day. She was afraid I would become a hermit. It might be a valid concern. Which brings me to…
Yes, I have said this before. A friend and I also decided we should throw a “I didn’t marry the wrong guy or have a baby out of wedlock” shower for ourselves. I want nice pots and pans too! And some towels I didn’t purchase at Target in college in various bright colors because I thought it would be fun to have nothing match. And a Keurig. Those things are practically required to be on a wedding registry, aren’t they?
And when I’m around a group of women I don’t know, this is how I feel. Awkward and searching for common ground.
Yes! Preferably some form of potato, but pizza would do too. Or a cheeseburger. Or patty melt. And now I’m hungry. I’m going to go talk to some food about this…