I don't know if I'm even a borderline feminist anymore.

I realized this when I was listening to "Sexy Back" by Justin Timberlake and he says, "Let me make up for the things you lack." And I was like, Hmmm. If I was still a feminist, this sentence would bother me for reasons X, Y, and Z. (I mean it is a pretty loaded sentence, Freud would say.) But it didn't bother me. It just made me want to dance.

I still have two more days left of weekend, which is amazing. Thanks, Presidents.

Last night I laughed harder than I can remember happening for a long, long time.

Life goes on.