the top 5 veep episodes of all time

in honor of the DNC, i'm exposing my sacred bedtime routine

Every single day I find another reason to be #grateful that I’m divorced. Today it’s that I don’t have anyone complaining to me about the nighttime ritual that, without fail, consistently delivers me comfort and joy. And that’s me crawling into my bed at 8:00 p.m., propping my iPad up on the passenger pillow, and watching Veep.

Imagine if there was someone else in this bed all, “I’m sick of Veep,” because we’ve already watched every single episode 3439280239847394872 times? Or what if I had to listen to them complain about holding the iPad because, hello, you’re on my passenger pillow? Sorry, but—

Perhaps some day I might not be working two full time jobs and running a household and parenting a teen on my own. And perhaps then I will be more interested in prioritizing an actual relationship over my parasocial one(s). Until then, I fall asleep nestled in the bosom of my best friends in the world, these assholes.