This is, indeed, me! If anyone cares, I can provide pictures of the rest of the embroidery that makes up both of the ECP avatars.

Oh, man, my anxiety around the cold after last winter is awful. Like, when I think of it snowing, I have what feels like a much milder version of the PTSD-related anxiety I feel when I think of the terrible things I’ve seen: like there’s a weigh on my chest and I can’t breathe even though I need to run away.…

See also, wear ridiculously patterned billowy shirt where no similar garment has been worn before; spend an inordinate amount of time carrying laundry baskets and breakfast trays; find numerous excuses for apron-wearing. I actually love it and rewatch favorite series to pin down the episode where the coverup starts.

I found another one! I dislike sugar (with an occasional interest in either ice cream or chocolate every few months) and cake is the worst. I eat a few chocolate chip cookies every other year or so when my menstrual cravings are weird, but aside from overwhelming cravings, sugar is repulsive. The thought of eating…

I’ve said it elsewhere, but the last month or so, it’s gotten harder to push down that little voice inside me that wishes certain people would just remove themselves from this earth. It’s wrong to wish someone harm but Trump and these assholes make it easier.

Well of course we can’t focus on two stories at once. If we did, we’d have to face the fact that there’s a horrifying trend of mass shootings in this country tied to the ready accessibilty of firearms. :(

I was outside repotting some plants for the eight minutes they fell. I went inside to make tea when it started and it was over when I came back out.

Or having to walk down the middle of the street on comm and mass because the sidewalks were impassable? Or buying just a few groceries at a time because having both hands full walking home was too dangerous? No, thanks. I'm good.

Boston had a dozen flakes around October 20th. After a month of not being able to leave the house earlier this year, I'll take it.

(...I'm so fucking confused.)

Precisely. As if it’s not awful enough that our abilities are judged in tandem with our appearances, it feels like they went out of their way to give the trolls one hell of a jumping off point for their usual misogynistic drivel. Fox will have a field day with this.

Agreed. Instead of any number of images of her as a powerful, assertive, self-assured person, they found a way to make her look defeated, exhausted, and beaten about the face. Now we get to listen to assholes talk about how leadership and responsibility ruin women’s looks and as such women should be protected from…

I thought so, too, but I imagine it'll sound much closer to Zen/Sen or Zane/Sane on a day-to-day hollering basis. People tend to automatically soften names, I think.

He’s delicious. 10/10 would jump in a heartbeat, sorry husband, you’d do the same thing in my thigh high leather boots bent over the coffee table. Not that I’d ever considered this before today.

Is it weird that I care that a reality star had her baby? She seemed like a ridiculously sweet young woman on WWDTM, so that overruled my prior disinterest. Like, just super, super nice and very poised.

I’m so sorry people do that. I drink often but sometimes I just don’t feel like it for weeks at a time or on drinking holidays and I’m lucky that no one’s ever seemed to notice or care. What on earth makes people think it’s their business if a friend isn’t drinking?

She seem to think that because she wasn’t traumatized by her experiences, no one else can claim to be, either, unless they’re a lying drunk slut. Now, one might want to argue that her place at the front of the victim blaming pack says maybe she didn’t escape as emotionally unscathed as she thinks, but until we’re her…

Nope, otherwise I wouldn't have flushed them. Obviously.

First of all, who are these monsters who flush paper towels down the toilet?

My mom has a very unusual first name and so went by her middle at her retail job to abide people asking about it.