Jenni Berrett

“Girls don’t masturbate, right? I don’t masturbate. Do you masturbate? Can girls masturbate? I don’t think they can — I’m pretty sure my mom doesn’t.”

We have returned from our long (jk, two week) hiatus to deliver you the Internet you live and breathe for!

I’m just going to come right out and say it: RuPaul’s Drag Race is the best show on television.

The premise is pretty simple: We each give you one thing to watch, one thing to listen to, and one thing to read over the weekend.

More than any other unsolicited mental health advice I’ve received over the course of my life is the admonishment to “fake it till you make it.”

My dad died. I only know my own grief, and even that is debatable. If you’re hoping to comfort someone who’s grieving, here are a couple of things to know.

Last week I had a bit of a meltdown. It was not a good time. Luckily, I was able to calm myself down with one of the most beautiful pastimes to have been born out of the Internet.

"I had always pictured myself spending afternoons studying there. I instead found myself curled up on one of those benches at five in the morning, promising the crises hotline operator that no, I did not want to kill myself. I just didn’t know who else to call."

Is laughter the best medicine?

Here we are, your fearless Internet explorers (pun totally intended), back with another melange of web flotsam for you to scavenge.