Lady Antebellum was taken.

This week I confirmed and moved forward with my decision not to contest my divorce, in essence walk away from 20 years of partnership with my dog, some clothes, and the bodum. I don’t own a fork, a pillow, a plate (I rent a fully furnished home). Annnd, I feel so fucking light, and at peace. The past five, fuck maybe…

I feel like the NYT is just incredibly basic?

I’m disabled. The speed at which the world took pains to caution me to stay home, so they could play soccer and go to Happy Hour guilt-free, still has me enraged. They pretended like they cared. They believed they cared, most of them. Yeah. They cared about soccer and cocktails! Talk about pissing on a bitch and…

You’re a nicer person than I am I guess. I used to be a nice person who wouldn’t wish bad things on people but I’m pretty much over that now.

Whew. And I’m not even from Massachusetts, I can only imagine how relieved Affleck must feel.

“I don’t know, I like _____, I just feel like he’s somebody I could have a beer with” is code for “I don’t like it when people are clearly smarter than me.”

Martha McSally is going to be remembered as one of the biggest fails in Senate history. There hasn’t been a Democratic Senator from Arizona in 25 years, until Krysten Sinema beat McSally outright in 2018. Then Doug Ducey tried to make her feel like notaloser by giving her John Kyle’s old seat, and now Mark Kelly is…

I was being too harsh, keep in mind that all of my Common Ground experiences were as a teenage boy who was required to hate/be bored by everything.