At some point I will remember I'm lactose intolerant.

I'm not completely lactose-intolerant. I can handle small doses of lactose.

I cannot handle "nutella milkshake from Steak-N-Shake" doses of lactose.

All the same I cannot regret having the milkshake.

How ironic is it...

...that in the cut of Sara Bareilles' "Armor" that my usual radio station is playing, they removed the word "goddamn" from the phrase "you didn't know I was a goddamn seed"? Like, not even back-masking or static or some other kind of audio indication of censorship, the vocal track just goes missing for those two beats.

I mean, like, it's not like condemning even the mildest forms of strong language used by angry women is a tool of patriarchal oppression or anything.