“Unexpectedly, her latest track isn’t a paean to staying in with Netflix and pizza, and dancing around to Robyn, but a celebration of masturbation. ‘Making love to myself / Back on my beat,’ she sings, post-breakup.” The Guardian: Why are so many of the greatest love songs about masturbation. (Because, as Diana Ross and Lionel Richie so eloquently explained, it is an Endless Love.)

+ New eras, new questions: Where Do Our Sex Dolls Go After We Die? (I guess now people will know why I chose such a large coffin.)

+ Do you love or loathe coffee? Your genes may be to blame.

+ The Ringer: Is the Era of Voice Texting Upon Us? (Or asked another way: Why must you kids ruin everything?)