Yemanja-mangea
Yemanja-mangea
Yemanja-mangea

FULL DISCLOSURE: These are no longer my cats, they both passed away over the last couple of years *but* a) I wanted to join in, b) I miss them a lot, c) I’m not allowed any new pets so these will be my only pet pics for the foreseeable future, and d) look at their smooshy little faces.

Quick update on my cancer situation: I’ll have to have surgery but my prognosis is really good. The surgery is a bit more extensive than I thought it would be, so i’m a little concerned about recovery, but at least I get to live, so I’ll deal with the pain. We don’t know yet about chemo. My doctor doesn’t know for

I took a half day yesterday so I could drive the Bearded Chef to Verdi, Nevada, so he could depart at sunrise — on his birthday! — on his 400-mile bike race across California. (I’m tracking him on his spot tracker, and his marker has been sitting at mile 56 for 45 minutes. I’m hoping he’s eating and hasn’t like,

I suffer from really bad anxiety, I’ve dealt with it for years but never had a name for it before I sought help. Anyways I had a mini panic attack in my Law school class the other day, crying in the back row etc. The professor asked me a question , I was caught off guard and said I didn’t know the answer, which caused

THE WIRE

I just googled and apparently the “é” in Raven-Symoné’s name is NOT pronounced. It’s the same as “Simone.” Now THAT is a crime against the accent aigu.

Agreed. Is this “Derelicht” from “Zoolander?”

The craziest thing to me is that this aesthetic reminds me of extreme poverty. When I think of homeless people or some of the people who live in the Brazilian favelas, that’s the kind of stuff they wear (because they can’t afford clothing and take donations and whatnot). And then this dude comes in and launches this

... is it insensitive to go as a dead lion? Like. I’m genuinely asking this because I really don’t know where the line is anymore.

I think I have syphilis… and I am strangely only freaking out a tiny bit. Is that weird?

First: I’m so sorry. Also, it really is some bullshit that your mother is manipulating you into visiting.

It’s legitimately depressing. Like, I don’t know what I’ll do if Harper wins again. I can’t stand the thought of it, and I can’t get my head around the idea that so many Canadians are willing to vote for him again. He’s an abomination. A sociopathic monster. How did this happen to my country??

Anyone in the Los Angeles area know of any open copy editor/proofreader/corporate communications type jobs?

My mom killed herself a few days ago, and I’m due to give birth to my first kid-and what would have been her first grandkid-a couple days from now. I had to miss the funeral and she was cremated and she didn’t leave a note. I don’t know how I’m going to get the strength to go through labor and take care of this little

I can’t even handle Canadian politics right now. Those stupid Conservative fucks are leading again. How? By being bigoted assholes. Tip lines encouraging us to spy on our immigrant neighbours. You can’t make this shit up.

Super shit news: this week I found out I have cancer.

Okay, Fergus, you are a treasure and I love you and I hate humans.

I just saw the Martian. I loved it! It was so good and the movie was just beautiful. I got to read the book.

My Fiance` and I use this method. While I still want to call it a budget, we list all the monthly expenses and extra to the debt snowball. We give ourselves discretionary or “blow” money every two weeks. Not only does it mean we don’t have to worry about tracking those details, it removes guilt and judgement about