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I’m recovering from some pretty major surgery that has made it really uncomfortable to move around. In addition, because of the painkillers and antibiotics, obviously, I’m not allowed to drink or basically do anything I enjoy anymore.

I can’t contain the thrill inside me to see where these beloved characters of mine ended up in life. There is definitely some binge watching of the original seasons in store for me so that I can make some educated predications.

Become besties with Mad Men, Empire, Game of Thrones, New Girl, American Horror Story, and so many more.

As Uncle Joey would say, "Cut . . . it . . .

Dearest Aphrodite, we're going to get another season of Arrested Development? Is this too good to be true? Pinch me, sweet muse! 

Hilarity doesn't ensue in this new Netflix show—racism does.

Kevin Spacey, why do you tease us so? 

I know that in a lot of ways I am a cultural and ethnic enigma. But discussing my identity all the time can get old. Like, real old, real fast.