And get old. It’s awesome for getting guys to ignore you. I’m loving it so much. Fat and old is BONUS!

It would be a beautiful The More You Know. Celia turns to camera, very serious. “Remember, men. Flared base masturbators for butt-stuff. Never get a bullet vibe stuck in your rectum. Flared bases prevent rectal accidents.” The “do do do” tune chimes, Celia smiles slightly but conveying all the seriousness of the…

Holy shit! I’m being cited?!

You don’t have to hate shiplap, because what they’re peddling isn’t really shiplap! It’s just boards on a wall with a co-opted name!

They’re going to slowly redefine dissent as bullying, mark my words. Who will be “bullies” in Trump’s America? Journalists, protesters, private citizens with opinions the Trump’s don’t personally care for.

You, however, can fuck off.

I don’t care what they say, ignorance truly is bliss if you do it right.

That’s good, but come on: “You don’t get to cape for white supremacist Batman and homophobic Robin and then use the language of the brown and queer to push your shitty television programming,” is a sentence that will outlive us all.

Please, please read his response to Megan. I wasn’t kidding when he said he had a hard-on for feminist types, lol. I’m legit laughing so hard, I’m crying. http://jezebel.com/1788792503

I am pretty sure that he created another account. Someone named Hachi: a racist hippo responded to my Loco comments. I am so flattered. I am not a hippo though. Maybe a beached whale.

It’s a bit different here in flyover country. While I haven’t had any face to face nastiness, my FB feed is literally half people being actually scared and half gloating “suck it bitches or gtfo”. I am physically ill.

We’re standing quietly and listening to whomever shows themselves. We’re keeping track of former friends and neighbors and family whom it’s no longer safe to be around. We’re gathering online, like we always have, in the most sacred places we have, to grieve. To hope. To plan.

That’s basically why I said what I said. If shit goes sideways it’s going to be white dudes with GI Joe Murica delusions that push it and that scares me.

Spent most of this morning alternating between numb shock and crying so hard I started dry heaving. Many in my office were openly weeping as well. I feel like the country I love so much has rejected me and everything I stand for. Contemplated moving away. Threw myself into my work, and avoided all news media the same…

I miss the old days when credible people like Sylvester Stallone’s mom would tell your future from a print of your butt.

how dare you call me a journalist

I want my patronus to be some kind of kickass bird--like a hawk or an owl. Or maybe an elegant snowy egret?

unless he was overly hairy, i bet he looked absolutely lovely in it.

Back in my escorting days I went to use the bathroom after a...session(?) & after I washed my face I opened his linen closet in search of a towel of some sort. I found a towel, but I also found a very elaborate shrine to Shelley Long. So. Yeah.