People are not allowed to drive while intoxicated. Tattoo parlors are legally prohibited from tattooing intoxicated people.

To be fair, it has been like a decade since I’ve seen it, and my tolerance for scary movies has steadily decreased the older I‘ve gotten. Who knows how I’d handle it today.

How scary is it? I want to see it because of such good word-of-mouth and reviews, but I hate scary movies, especially the gore-centric ones so popular today. I can handle old-school ones that are more psychological, like Pyscho and The Exorcist, but really, I don’t watch horror because I don’t like being purposefully…

I’m not judging her for changing her mind—I’m judging her for seeking out and using services that were once not protected but desired and then were constitutionally protected and STILL desired by thousands of people, and then turning around and working to revoke those rights for people who want to access them.

Oh, I totally misread that—I assumed that she already had two kids and didn’t want a third, not that she already terminated two pregnancies.

I was trying to put into words what bothered me so much about this whole story, and there it is.

Thank you! Just left a message!

This is my last year teaching. It was going to be before the election, but now I’m even happier to get out. However, I feel bad for my students (and potential could-have-been students) who will have to deal immediately with the fallout from this monumentally fucked-up confirmation.

And now I’m laughing again!

That song is amazing, and I’ll be humming that for a while...

Every single time a new retrograde abortion restriction comes out, I move closer and closer to getting sterilized.

I called Senator Harris’s office to voice my concerns and was so happy to talk to an actual human being. I continually get the busy signal for Feinstein’s office, and it pisses me off.

Isn’t that what the 4th of July is?

Whenever I talk about college with other people, the first thing out of my mouth is “My parents paid for it, and I am so fortunate.” No fucking pretending that I am anything but privileged because I know my parents are the ones that saddled themselves with debt to give me a debt-free start to life, and for that I am…

There is no truer statement. Sabra hummus is disgusting. Most store-bought hummus is disgusting, IMO. Homemade hummus is so easy and so good.

No. Noo. NOOOOOOOOOO.

As a teacher for the last six years, this makes me sick.

My desire to only work with female professionals only deepens and solidifies everytime a story like this comes up.

Of all the annoying shit I’ve endured teens doing the last 6 years as a MS/HS teacher, this is by far the least annoying. I actually enjoy this—they’re telling a story without saying a damn word. A+