Come join me next to the fire, and hear the story of eight weird women trying to run a blog. Perhaps you’ve never considered the fact that your editorial team sends dozens of Persephone-related emails to one another daily, or that on busy/traumatic/dramatic days, the emails climb into the triple digits. Those emails can include anything from server panic to grammatical questions, from schedule panic to minor triumphs, from commentroversy panic to personal anecdotes. And always the repetitive mention of unicorns.
And so, I give you a brief, horrifying glimpse into the minds of the women who run this show, presented with little context. Because it’s funnier that way. If this week seems a little Selena-heavy, that’s just because that woman is hilarious. Don’t get her started on anything.
POM: I also threw a bunch of LTPs into Unicorn for emergencies. I live in a world where that sentence makes perfect sense.
Selena: EVERYBODY GO PUT IN INAPPROPRIATE APOSTROPHES.
Selena: And to add inslut to injury”¦
Selena: We’re all hymens and JTT to Google.
Ruby: As to Google, so…TO THE WORLD.
Hattie: Every time we need to put something in a closet, we have to play Shit-Tetris in order to fit it in.
Selena: We are full of unicorn farts and custard pie.
Sara: MiniB has been falling in lava all morning and it has been hard to concentrate.
Selena: “¦Then I took an unrelated shower.
This one requires both timestamp and context for full impact:
7:15 pm: *Selena makes an Oxford Comma dis in POM’s general direction*
7:16 pm ““ Hattie: OH SNAP!
7:16 pm ““ Luci: Oh snap.
7:18 pm ““ Luci: Haha twinsies.
7:18 pm ““ Hattie: Oh, twinsies.
7:23 pm ““ Selena: YOU GUYS ARE FREAKING ME OUT.
7:25 pm ““ POM: Y’all can go screw.
Aaaaand finally (obscenity and/or gibberish warning, name removed to protect the guilty):
PUNCHFACE CHANGESOCK BULLSHIT BLOODFEUD