No. The rule with friends and family is simple: If you have it to give, give it with no expectation. If you don’t have it, or are truly unwilling, don’t go through the bullshit of charging interest, just fucking say no.

And that’s the horror of being a subordinate in this situation: You know you are interacting with a horrible person whose public persona is fucking seemingly golden AND, in this specific case, he’s the “best” and one of the longest-standing (former, to me) leaders in “The Community”. And he has done great work, for…

He gave it away, TBH. If he hadn’t held my arm against my will (and it was clearly against my will, as I let my hand go limp and kept gently pulling back the whole time), I probably would’ve been clueless. But once he did that? And I saw the glances his staff were shooting each other? Oh, y’all think it’s that kind of…

I figured, after the illegitimate kid thing, this was the kind of dude he was. I really was just stunned he tried it. They - not him, not his all-male staff - had never met me. The fact that within a half hour of our introduction and explanation that I would be his in-house staff for the evening, he propositioned me wi…

Wish I had a million to give you. It’s as if everything comes with those votes, including pussy! I washed my arm so long when that event was over...

I’m sorry that happened to her; he learned it at home.

Vomit story I’m most proud of:

I’m familiar. I’m a black woman, formerly in politics, which meant in just about every organization, if there was a high-level African American surrogate or speaker, he was my responsibility.

~19 years, near perfect condition. The Sunset (red orange yellow; size L AKA “Toddler, get in there, I’ll carry you”) with black trim. It’s my go-to travel bag; I don’t check shit with that monster and a backpack.

ETA: And the backpack is also Timbuk2, which I bought 10 years ago for law school and is my day-to-day bag…

~19 years, near perfect condition. The Sunset (red orange yellow; size L AKA “Toddler, get in there, I’ll carry…

Be careful: Poisonous to pets.

Anthony might be babysitting next. WHATEVER WILL BECOME OF THIS CHILD?!

Sometimes responsibilities are burdensome. News at 11.

I’m in Cleveland - everything is cheaper here.

This should not be quite the surprise to you that it is, but yes, comparatively, the U.S. is more expensive, especially when it comes to secondary education and its related perks.

Also usually cheap for neighbors. I live across the street from a University, and have access to everything students use for about $45/month. Machines are updated annually, place is spotless, rarely crowded...

Also try pickled.

Even better, if there’s something going on in the house, she’s all about getting me, or whoever is there. Once, I was cat-sitting elsewhere, and my Mom was staying at my place. Mom doesn’t let Old Cat into bed, but there was flash flooding, and our basement apartment was slowly filling with water. Old Cat refused…

Knock it on out. Jedda (my cat) loves apple sauce.

Apple sauce is OK, so long as it’s not a mixed berry flavor, which may contain grape juice, which “can be toxic to cats”.

We have the fleece + stick toy? Yeah, Jedda swallowed about 9" before I realized what the noise was (she was on the couch behind my head; I was seated on the floor). Unlike the instructions above, I did pull it out myself - but only because I was literally right there and knew exactly how much and when it had been…