I would wear that black and gold dress in a minute. Officially in my Goddess Years.
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More like pickled.
I think you mean “Bunny & Clod”
I biked over to a sushi place the other day instead of ordering, I saved $15 and got some exercise, and felt way better about myself. I think there’s a certain consumer responsibility to this, just because you can click a button and get food doesn’t mean you should cave. I think we’ve gotten spoiled and thats fueling…
While I agree that you don’t want a different app for every restaurant, I have used the preferred way of ordering for my handful of favourite restaurants, if only because I still want them to be in business after a while. If you really like that acai bowl place, I’d think about how each order you make via DoorDash…
You know who agrees with you?
Can we please all agree to stop spreading the false message that Joe Biden is a sure win in November? We cannot afford to get complacent and have a repeat of 2016.
Officially petition for Harron to write every Dirt Bag piece from now on.
You’re extremely generous with your friends, it seems. I just could not.
About ten years ago, I had this friend Steve. He’d been through some shit. We got very close. We once spent an entire weekend together except for spending the night. Our offices were next door to each other so we went to lunch and happy hour constantly. We were also on G chat during the business day. In addition to…
One warm Sunday afternoon, alone on the garden swing seat with my abusive boyfriend’s mum, she told me I deserved better than him. I could see how hard it was for her to understand why he treated me like he did. She even asked me where she went wrong. At the time I had plenty of justifications to give her. When I…
Nah. What needs to happen is for every news program and paper to announce “TRUMP SAYS YOU SHOULD DRINK BLEACH AND INJECT LYSOL DIRECTLY INTO YOUR VEINS”, and just let things sort themselves out.
No, the national broadcasts are not the time to ask the questions that my 4 year old asks. Ask them in the briefings...assuming he doesn’t sleep through them, skip them, or flat out not pay attention.
We lived in the country. Our neighbor shot our pet rooster with a bow and arrow. In the winter. There was blood, an arrow, and feathers left in the ditch where he was shot, but no bird. I have always wondered if they ate our rooster. RIP, buddy, we miss you.
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Also fuck people responding to this saying, “JOAN CAN’T POSSIBLY KEEP WRITING ARTICLES THIS GOOD!”. Because that’s most of the people jumping on me. I think she can, fuck y’all for being the real haters here.
I did not know this. I live in a small town, so these things don’t exist.
You’re not wrong. “Passing” is a gigantic, weird, fraught subject for transfolk, and every one of us approaches it differently. For me, what I want is to pass as a woman generally (because the entire point of transition was that I was a woman, damnit, so I want to be treated like a woman) but not have to hide my…
Ugh. Bay Area native and mom of a 20-year-old transboy here. It’s both a gutpunch and a weird feeling of relief to read “It’s way easier to pass, since it never occurs to most people that transfolks exist.”
How much I have some expectation that our Bay Area home will sustain him...and of course don’t want him to ever *…