essential blahs for this generation

Good Housekeeping

Almost. There. Almost.

Hello, stranger.

We’re currently being held at scalpel-point by some mad lunatic (that’s how crazy he is), who insists on giving us a facelift and feeding us soft-baked cookies while he preps our looks for public scrutiny. Sure, the cookies are nice and all but we’d actually prefer if he could add some morphine to the dough as the pain of separation’s been pretty hard to bear.

Truth is, dear readers: We miss you. After more than half a year of being in cold storage like a sorry turkey tucked away from the innernets, we’re finally online again! It feels exhilarating. Stay tuned, yo.