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Can someone tell me why gym bros think it's even remotely okay to come over and hit on me while they're sweaty, gross, and musty? Like, I get it, I'm hot and I'm usually not doing much but tapping away on my phone at my receptionist desk. Go ahead, shoot your shot! But come on, dude, at least have the decency to wait until you don't stink to do it. It's not just me, right? Literally nobody likes that. I mean, feel free to correct me if I'm wrong and you actually like the sweat. I promise I'll try my best to only judge you a little.

You are definitely not wrong, that is absolutely vile. Please do not tell me someone's left a sweat print, because I will genuinely gag. There is a massive difference between "post-workout glow" and "biohazard," and someone needs to print that out and tape it to the front desk. OMG, no. You know what you should do? Just start rating their pickup lines on a scale of one to ten right to their faces. I bet the second you whip out a clipboard and tell a guy his alpha-male pheromones are scoring a solid two, the problem will solve itself pretty quickly.

Anybody else dreading summer a little bit? Don't get me wrong! Love the sunshine and all that, but I can never get fully into it because I hate being sweaty and gross so much. However, one thing I do love about summer? The chance to go summer shopping! Cute new sun dresses, sunglasses, bathing suits... all of that. So! Anybody want to join me in prepping for summer with some shopping? Let a girl know!

I’m torn too because I love summer but the second I step outside I feel like I’m melting. The sweat is NOT cute!! But the shopping?? The sundresses, the cute sandals, the swimsuits?? I’m so in. We need a full summer glow-up day. I’ve been eyeing this pastel yellow sundress that would look so good on you. We can try on a million things, get iced coffee, and make a whole thing out of it.

It´s that one day of the year, April 30th, and our whole generation has one song stuck in their mind. Or at least that one sentence from that song. You know the one I´m talking about. And I know you wanna say it, so let me hear you finish this... 🎼 IT`S GONNA BE...🎤...

I totally read this and replied in my head and forgot to actually go back and reply, rip. Seriously though, every year I tell myself I’m not going to give in to the meme, and every year Justin Timberlake’s ramen-hair wins.

Is it just me or does anyone else have those moments where you, like, mourn the relationships you didn't get to have? Okay, maybe not 'mourn', that sounds super overdramatic, but you get what I mean! Not your exes and people you actually dated, but the people you got close to and flirted a lot with and, for some reason or another, it just kinda fizzled out? That's literally me every time summer starts getting closer ever since a few years back this guy took me out to an amusement park for a date and then we literally kissed at the top of Ferris wheel like we were in a romcom! Not gonna lie, it's stuck with me and I just can't help thinking about it about this time. And, yeah, I know bare minimum since any guy could probably think that idea up on a date at an amusement park, but still!

Oh my gosh, Amber, YES! I know exactly what you mean! Like mourning the almost-relationships is so real. It’s not even the serious ones that get me, it’s the fun flirty ones that just kinda slipped away for no good reason. That Ferris wheel story is actually so cute though! Kissing at the top like a total romcom? I would still be thinking about that every single summer too! I had something sort of similar with this one guy a couple years ago I used to talk to a lot, even went to the Halloween thing with him… then he just ghosted out of nowhere. It’s so dumb to be that upset over since we never even officially dated, but you know how it is... Why do the almost-relationships haunt us more than the real ones? It’s not fair.

Did anyone see that article about raccoons apparently becoming more domesticated, but then some raccoon biologist ended up kind of debunking it and saying it's not accurate? Honestly, I'm kinda bummed, because who wouldn't want a raccoon for a pet, you know? Yes, I'm aware I have two dogs and three cats as it is, but I can't help but love some of those adorable woodland creatures. Like opossums, too! I'd love to have an opossum as a pet.

Okay, but… why? Like, seriously, why would anyone want a raccoon or an opossum in their house? I mean, I love animals, but some of them are meant to stay in the wild. What even would you feed it?

I’ll admit, I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect when I started Anne with an E, but that first episode really pulled me in. Anne’s personality is infectious. Has anyone else watched it?

Okay, confession time: Anne with an E has been sitting on my to-watch list FOREVER—like, it's been taunting me from my Netflix queue for literal years but I've heard SO many people rave about it. One of these day's I'll get around to it, though.

I was in town getting coffee at Java Jams today, and I heard someone rush inside and say "this is the type of cold Rose let Jack die in" while trying to warm themselves up. That's officially my favorite comparison. Pretty sure I actually snorted out loud.

Okay but that comparison is hilarious, I’m not even gonna lie. The fact that that is the universal benchmark for “this is painfully cold” is so dramatic and so accurate. I would’ve laughed too. That said, every time someone brings it up I feel morally obligated to remind everyone that Jack could have fit on whatever they were floating on. I’m standing by that forever. The weather was tragic, yes, but the real tragedy was spatial mismanagement. I will die on this hill.

I'll be honest, even if they didn't have all of the required side-quest type of content, I'd be surprised if you ever did say you were interested in it at all. Unless it turned out to be that the reason behind you being interested was just a celebrity crush that you get to see shirtless in most of the movies. And hey, what's wrong with the clothes I currently wear? Are you sure that you're really not just goading me into going so that I can carry all your bags for you? You know I'm your brother and not a pack mule, right?

Okay first of all, rude—but not entirely wrong. I have survived several boring movies purely on the strength of a good-looking cast, and I won’t apologize for that. Second, there is nothing wrong with your clothes… they’re just very ‘I grabbed this in the dark and committed to it for ten years.’ And wow, me? Using my own brother as a pack mule? I’m offended. You’re coming for the quality sibling bonding. The bag carrying is just a bonus.

I think when they started adding on all of the tv series that you can only watch through Disney Plus, that also added to the confusion and it just became way too much for even any regular fan of the characters and comics to follow. Which, I've seen a lot of Star Wars fan say the same about that franchise too, though again it's another I don't know much about.

Yeah, that makes total sense. It’s like they built this whole side universe you have to watch if you want to understand the main story, and suddenly it’s homework instead of entertainment. Honestly, I’m kind of glad I don’t feel the need to keep up with all of it—less pressure, more time for the stuff I actually care about, like shopping. Speaking of which... wanna go to the city with me next weekend? I'm going shopping for some new clothes and to be honest, love you bro, but your wardrobe could definitely use some updating.

Ugh, I love you so much, Char! You're always putting things back in perspective for me. It's hard not to feel a little silly sometimes, but I'd never choose to not be a hopeless romantic either, you know? It's such a big part of who I am and I wouldn't change that even if it makes me feel a little sad sometimes. Just hoping one of these years the universe will come through for me and give me my magic love story!

Awww, I love you too, Amber! And hey, there’s nothing silly about feeling things deeply — that’s literally part of your superpower. Being a hopeless romantic means you notice the little sparks, the tiny moments, the stuff that most people just walk past without a second thought. That’s rare. And I have a feeling the universe knows exactly what it’s doing… it’s just waiting for the right timing, for the right person who actually deserves all of you and your big, warm, hopeful heart. Until then, I’ll be here, making sure you never forget just how amazing you are. ❤️

So, I can't say I've ever been much of a big superhero movie kinda guy, and by that i mean the Marvel or DC movies, mostly. But I happened to catch the new teaser trailer for the next Avengers movie and... yeah I still don't get it. It just seems to be too much. And from what I've seen online, some of the regular fans aren't really thrilled either?

Honestly? I don’t blame you. Those movies can get so over the top it’s almost impossible to follow unless you’ve memorized the last decade of releases. I’ve caught bits and pieces here and there, and yeah… it’s a lot. I’m honestly impressed that anyone can keep up with it all.

The halls have been decked, the candles lit and the mistletoe hung (what, you thought I'd forget, after last year? HA), and Coda's officially in full swing for the holidays! I've added to last years holiday playlist, so my goal to have a full eight hours with no repeats might not quite be a reality yet, but it's a work in progress at least (song recs always welcome!)

Wow, okay, first off, I am so impressed by the holiday transformation already. The halls, candles, mistletoe… I feel like I should be taking notes for my own apartment! And eight hours of music with no repeats? Blaine, that’s ambitious, even for a playlist wizard like yourself. As for the masquerade theme, I’m honestly here for it. It feels fancy without being over the top. Plus, think of the photos! I can already picture the whole place looking magical with a mix of masks, glitter, and holiday lights. I think it'd be a pretty awesome NYE party.

Ugh, I have such a love-hate relationship with the holidays. On the one hand, I love embracing the holiday spirit! I love how pretty it looks when it's snowing! I love giving gifts to people and shopping for them! I love getting gifts even more! However, on the other hand, the holidays also totally bring out my hopeless romantic side even more. And, like, I'm enough of a hopeless romantic already, but the holidays make me fantasize and think that maybe, just maybe, I might finally get my perfect Hallmark Christmas love story. Or at least a kiss under the mistletoe! Not just any random kiss, by the way, but one that means something. But it never happens. Ugh, life would be so much easier for me if Christmas wasn't so inherently romantic.

The holidays have a way of making everything feel a little extra sparkly and a little extra lonely at the same time. It’s like all the lights and music flip this switch in your brain that says, “Okay, where’s my magical moment?” And when it doesn’t happen, it stings. But wanting that kind of connection doesn’t make you silly or unrealistic. It just means your heart is big, and you want something that feels genuine. And you deserve that — mistletoe kiss included. Just because it hasn’t happened yet doesn’t mean it won’t!

Teddy grinned, nudging her with an elbow. “Look at you, fancy wine expert and all. I mean, oaky versus buttery? Next thing I know you’ll be judging my pizza choices... not that you don't do that already, probably.” He chuckled, shaking his head. “Seriously though, I’m glad it’s going so well. Makes me happy to see you actually enjoying work for once instead of just… you know, surviving it.” He leaned back a little, smirking. “And hey, if the first round’s on you, I’m holding you to it. Don’t think you’re getting out of that just because you’ve suddenly got a degree in wine knowledge.”

Charlie scoffed dramatically, tossing her hair over her shoulder like she’d just been awarded sommelier of the century. “Oh please, if I start judging your pizza choices, that’s not the wine talking—that’s just being your sister.” She bumped his arm back, grinning. But at his next comment, her expression softened just a touch. “Yeah… it’s nice not dreading going in. Like it feels kinda awesome to actually like what I’m doing for once.” A beat passed before her smirk returned, lighter. “And you should hold me to that drink. It’ll give me a chance to show off a little. Plus, if I can get Ana tipsy on a really good rosé, she might finally tell me all the embarrassing stuff you’ve been trying to hide.” She wiggled her brows, clearly delighted at the thought.

"Yeah, you're probably right, so I'll just let everyone else have their chance at that basket instead," he spoke, before looking at the basket for the town's wine bar and taking her advice by dropping a few tickets in. "Might also put in for Java Jams, the spa day, the ice cream sundae, and..." he paused, leaning back to look at the remaining baskets, "the pizza one." After spreading the remainder of his tickets amongst those baskets, he looked back at his sister. "So, speaking of Coda, how's the new job going?"

Charlie’s grin softened into something warmer at the question, and she folded her arms loosely over her chest. “It’s actually going really well,” she said, sounding pleasantly surprised. “Way busier than I thought it’d be, though. I swear, people in this town will come up with any excuse to drink wine on a Wednesday night.” She laughed lightly, then added, “But I kinda love it. The crowd’s chill, the music’s good, and I’ve been picking up all this random wine knowledge I never thought I’d care about. Apparently, I can now tell you the difference between ‘oaky’ and ‘buttery,’ which is something I definitely couldn’t have said a month ago.” She smirked and gave him a little look. “You and Ana should come by sometime. I’ll make sure you get the fancy server treatment. First round’s on me.”