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Leonardo Nam can GET. IT.

STICK IT TO THE MAN!!!

I’m not crying, you’re crying.

Oops, was supposed to go in the first post.

See? Force these moments of cognitive dissonance on his minions— “but Pope=good!!! We have to CHOOSE between the Pope and the “savior” of the USA?!”

YES, BOSS UP HERE PEOPLE!!! It killed Cheetolini that Meryl Street RIPPED him, and it killed him that the room/viewers sang her praises. I think that will be his undoing—his thin-skinned, deluded attempts to *seem* like the BMOC. I think the marches and the populace poo-pooing him—well, I bet he hides his head in the

Hey all! I’m hanging out with Masie, drinking Effen cherry vanilla vodka over big ice, wishing I felt tonight like I felt last Saturday, so energized because of the marches. I’m appalled at what’s going on right now, people being detained/turned back in American airports, and I’m horrified about how DT’s America looks

Don’t let anyone gaslight you. Your hackles were up for a reason, and it’s ok. The dude rang your doorbell after some not-run-of-the-mill behavior. It’s ok to be scared and want to protect yourself.

So on Tuesday, I was home alone when some guys decided to use my house as a shield to have a drive-by and the people they were shooting at shot back. One of the shots (at least) hit my house and went through my bedroom wall and into my husband’s dresser. It was 4:30 in the fucking afternoon. I saw half of the

My old cat, Pumpkinandy, would fight (with his teeth and claws) any tomato I ever brought home. To the death, and he always won. He would find them, too, on my shelves. And then kill them.

You know how cats love a good ritual?

Strange! Earlier today I heard a man’s voice in the hall of my apartment while in my bedroom (furthest point from the door), didn’t think anything of it, assumed it was a neighbour coming or going, but I continued to hear the jingling of keys as I puttered around the apartment. I looked out my peephole to see a man

So I tried to discuss the very disturbing events of the past wk of Trump administration w/ my husband. Here’s the (very short convo):

THIS ADMINISTRATION CAN GET FUCKED BY A GODDAMN CHEESE GRATER

Just got a shower radio for soothing podcasts (anxiety migraines have been awful lately and meditating under hot water for a few minutes helps a lot.) Anyway, my cat now sits in the shower with me and sort of growls at the wall the whole time. She hates shower radios I guess?

Those attorneys are heroes. My admiration and respect to them.

I checked and noticed that my one year exercise anniversary was January 16. I’ve been able to keep this up for one year. I feel good about that. I’ve noticed a change. I’ve gone down a few clothes sizes and I have more energy.

As an immigrant, today’s events are way too reminiscent of the military junta of my childhood. I beg you, take all these anger to the midterm elections in 2018 and presidential elections in 2020. Make them hurt.

Guys, I have had a day. I came home from the store, and sat in my car for a bit talking to a friend. While I was sitting there this random guy walked past my house, turned down a side street that runs along my yard, started pacing and just acting generally weird. And then continued down the main road. We get a good

hello. i’ve been crying all day. this is so shitty. i have some cousins in a camp in syria and they were hoping they’d be able to get here but i guess not. i’m home alone, i’ve been crying on and off (the protesters at JFK really make me cry and i love them all). i’m cooking something to remind me of home and trying