Now that’s just depressing.

Husband clearly needs to get his own ass to kitchen to make dinner, leave the wrenching to you.

I’ve been watching the live-stream all day. It is giving me so much hope for humanity. What a beautiful moment, and I’m so glad I got to share in it.

Go Denise! I really, really hope she’s our next congresswoman.

Hey MONTANA!

Have you read this piece? It really hit me. Very powerful.

I don’t think it’s just a walk and a chat with m for your daughter. I remember when my mom took me to vote when I was littler (granted, I was 3). It is a really precious memory to me, and she stressed how important it was for women to vote, how hard we worked to get it, and how every citizen has their civic duty (she…

DON’T FORGET DENISE JUNEAU!!!

I loved that Sandy’s hill was the towel charms. Like, that’s where you’re planting your flag? That’s where you’re taking your stand? That prompted an email?

I literally had no idea that when you wrote for a blog, you had to take some super sacred journalist oath to not have opinions.

Why is Mike Pence’s dog in hell?

Sandy - towel charms are just stupid. There’s no getting around that.

Is anyone else planning on shutting out the world tomorrow?

Hmm. It seems to me that if this were a real thing (riding therapy or whatever the fuck it is), then Weiner wouldn’t be wearing fucking tennis shoes, with his whole fucking foot sticking through the goddamn stirrup.

I found filling in the circle next to Hillary Clinton’s name immensely satisfying, and not stressful at all. The election may be stressful (understatement), but voting... That was calming. Just me and the ballot.

and that’s bad because ... ?

Is voting stressful? I just ended up doing it with my hand, in the privacy of my own home. I guess if I had to go to one of those booths to do it, I’d feel pretty stressed.

I tried voting with my vagina. It is harder than it looks, people. In some ways, it would be so much easier to vote with my penis, if only I had one.

Thank you for sharing. <3

I have mixed feelings on this. On one hand, seeing these women reduced to their fuckability by men they considered colleagues and friends, is unbelievably depressing. As is knowing that my male colleagues probably devalue me similarly. This is something that we are told consistently is normal, and that is awful.