Weirdly, kinda am.

“Ivanka Trump Says She Is Being Harrassed”.

I want to defend the state I live in. I really do. Yeah, Ohio has it’s downsides but there are a fair few nice aspects. Too bad for the life of me, I can’t seem to see beyond it’s current rampant stupidity. You think these wedding idiots are bad?

It’s right up there with ‘I’m not a racist, but’ statements.

Don’t think that’s gonna do it. A job for the flame thrower if I’ve ever heard one. I’ll grab it as soon as I stop retching!

I’m just wondering at what point his kids are gonna truly embrace their family heritage and basically put him away and take whatever crumbs are left of the estate.

I... am legitimately jealous of this idiot.

I don’t know, those cranberry jelly slices can work rather well in the right place. *Here me out people, before the pitchforks come out, I may be a witch but I’m a ~good~ witch. Most of the time* When tossed into a blender with orange jello (truly a vile substance 99% of the time, but here is the 1%, some actual…

Might not be kind (shouldn’t be studying the odds a president will bite the dirt soon, seems mean somehow), but frankly, I did ultimately look at the choices more carefully of the VP’s this time around than ever before. Pence or Harris? (I’m wait while you try to get your vomiting under control, although if I wait…

Nah, I predict if things go that direction, Fox news is going to turn into the equivalent of a dumped partner who can’t stop calling to beg to work things out. Whatever the mass media version would be to your old partner who can’t stop : drunk dialing you at 3 in the morning, calling your parents to try and get you…

YAY, someone else who gets the ‘thick’ description. I tend to get looked at funny when I say that. Diet soda for the win, almost always. I will confess to one each: 6-pack of orange and grape glass bottles, ice cold, in the summer. A bit of childhood revisited. Although it’s not really a soda, make it cold enough it’s…

Sounds familiar. I drink an absurd amount of diet mountain dew (couldn’t even tell you the flavor, it’s a fizzy caffeinated drink since I don’t drink coffee and the fizz helps cut thru allergy issues. I also drink such an obscene amount of just fizzy water we bought a sodastream. - did you know you can put cocktails…

Hmmmm. Maybe better to distill them? Homemade bitters do add a certain something to many cocktails (added bonus, consuming them in a format that refers to them as dicks is somehow very pleasing). I’d be afraid that after trying to render enough fat off so it’s not a complete oilslick of a braise, you would be left…

Have a little more self-respect than saying something like this.

As much as it pains me to say, there WILL be complications that are going to give the Secret Service massive headaches and have costs far beyond what would be thought. (Please understand I’m in no way saying she shouldn’t, but there ARE going to be logistical nightmares.) The golf course the moron in chief goes to is…

I think perhaps I’m just numb for personal reasons and it’s bleeding over to everything else. Same day everything got insane with who won, who lost, will he/won’t he concede was the same day I was in the doctor’s office being told that not only do I have to have a hysterectomy, I need one ~now~ and the only reason it…

I’m so envious of you (and so many others) tonight, and the joy you are feeling and the relief seeing her take her rightful place among a very small group of human, and on top of that small select group she holds so many other firsts.

The worst I’ve ever dealt with isn’t my own, but my dad’s. And boy howdy did witnessing his joy at the hellish concoction (one he still eats when mom fails to hide the elements) has kept my own meals tame.

Nah, don’t worry about that. Because there is absolutely NO chance anyone was going to stand outside his house shaking their head as the police began to poor out bodies from the freezer saying things like “He was such a nice man, quiet, kept to himself, I never could of thought it of him”. Serial killers tend to be…

My cat Isabella da Boo would like a stiff word with you. The squee that came unasked for out of my throat with that picture actually woke her long enough to raise her head and glare at me. (Thankfully Pasithea The High Floof just opened an eye before going back to snoring in her window.)