Corey Lambert

Today I am thankful for laughter. A few days ago a friend of mine and I were discussing my Thanksgiving trip home to Michigan and he asked me to relay a message to my mom on his behalf.

Morning came early today. The young daughter of the man I’m seeing awoke before eight and the combination of her energy and the volume by which she operates ensured that the rest of the house do the same.

Admittedly, this morning I reached such a loneliness low that I may or may not have parked myself in front of my Jambox and attempted to force a conversation out of Alanis Morissette’s 1995 multiplatinum-selling album Jagged Little Pill.

In the early hours of Saturday morning, after nearly seven years, three operating systems and two trackpad replacements, my 13-inch MacBook succumbed to what I can only assume was a combination of old age and complications related to a 2009 incident with Lemon-Lime Gatorade.


”I would love to,” Fey told E! News about making a Mean Girls musical. “I’m trying to develop it with my husband, who does all the music for 30 Rock, and I think Paramount’s on board.”