Speaking of The Real Housewives of Atlanta, Shereé Whitfield tested positive for covid-19.

Whoa whoa! I nearly had a friggin’ heart attack at this news. In a total panic I looked up this story and found, thank GOD, it’s only Dunkins in Speedway gas stations. Wicked rude to scare the crap outta New Englandahs like that.

No, I didn’t. I wanted correction and information if I was incorrect or using improper terminology and left a lot of space to be very wrong because as I said, my knowledge of this is narrow and specific. 

Where is this picture from????

I realized I may have sounded like a douche after posting this. I was at the store for groceries and we quarantined together after hooking up. I’m not trying to kill anyone’s grandma.

I chatted with the kid who works at Dollar General (he’s 21- I’m rapidly approaching 30). He was taking his break outside at the same time I was leaving the store. He asked for my number and if I wanted to hang out sometime. We went to his mom’s house and smoked some weed and banged.

My parents discovered I was gay at the end of my senior year of high school, right before graduation. My father beat me nearly unconscious and I literally ran out of the house with only the clothes I was wearing. I snuck back in twice to get some things, but it barely amounted to a suitcase’s worth of stuff.

I stayed…

We are mysterious people, we steal jobs but we are lazy.

Postcards from hospice:

I’m so sorry for your loss.

I don’t see the fat lazy fucks

I thinkNatalie Portman’s outfit, which includes a cape embroidered with the names of snubbed women directors, deserves more than an “it’s fine” brush off. 

I must disagree about Brie Larson, she wears that color and similar a lot and it looks good on her! 

Making hot salsa in a hot kitchen, went to wipe sweat from brow with a paper towel as I maneuvered over to put mitts on to pull a boiling water pot off oven.

I think a good story is specific (in here the details both that he was being generally racist but said something particularly offensive to my friend) but also, I didn’t put a ton of thought into wording my 30 second internet comment. I’m sorry.

Welp, it was a New Year’s Eve, in a small town, long ago. I was nineteen. A friend of mine invited me to a party at her family’s house. There was a great deal of red wine, and also a mystery punch. I had a fair amount of both, I believe. After a certain point, I proposed marriage to one of my friend’s brothers. Then I…

Shelter Catstravaganza!

That girl is vicariously cathartic AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

I didn’t have a yearbook pic because my mother made me quit my job when I became pregnant then wouldn’t give me the $30 for the school photographer. So there’s a clip art of a random object over my name.

I just want it to be over.