I think it’s time we talk about 2004. Now officially two decades gone, the discussion has become unavoidable. Pay no mind to the fact that I was four-years-old. This is not about me.

I believe, if I was given a calendar and an hour, I could assign a movie to every celebrated holiday (including ones like Labor Day and Mother’s Day). There are very few occasions that don’t warrant a relevant movie.

Have we already watched the last great sitcom?

Sometimes it feels like I was born with rom-coms in my blood. I cannot recall one defining moment or instigating factor that made me fall in love with the genre — it has just always been.

How this got started, I don’t know. One day I woke up and found myself four seasons into HBO’s hit vampire series, True Blood (2008-2014).

The other night, my roommate Chloe and I went through this Hollywood Reporter ranking of the best TV shows of the 21st century. We wanted to see how many we had watched and whether or not we agreed.

Nobody dreams of labor. That has been a common sentiment going around the internet, with people my age, about entering the workforce for the first time.

It occurred to me the other day that I have never sought out the Bible willingly. Do not be mistaken: this fact does not mean I am unfamiliar with the text. It means quite the opposite.

One unexpected, beautiful perk of adulthood is being able to watch Shonda Rhimes’s cheeky television series, Scandal, without making your mom mad.