I’m now officially dead. Thank you and good day.

Thank you. I hate the phrase “clean eating” since it implies there is eating that is “dirty” or “bad.” These labels serve no one well - they only contribute to the guilt and shame that fuels a diet industry making tons of money every year but which doesn’t, on the whole, make people healthier or really, well, work in…

I’m where you are. I can’t watch him speak. I can’t listen to his voice. Just looking at his face makes my mouth go dry and the bile start to rise. I can’t even sort my thoughts well enough to make any kind of intelligent comment about what’s been going on because THIS IS ALL FUCKING CRAZY.

This makes me so sad. I drove past the local Jewish Family Services Center today and noticed that they have a brand-spanking-new, very sturdy, very tall gate all around the premises... that had to have gone up just in the last year. Of course they should take precautions... but it’s so sad to me that they have to do…

First of all, I’m so sorry for what happened. I had a miscarriage back in May of this year (the sneaky silent kind, so my body didn’t register what was happening and I had to go get a D&C) and it’s the worst fucking thing, truly. I called my insurance because I was getting all these bills from various providers…

Regardless of whether they are accurate, your words fill me joy.

And was it just me, or was the Convention Center just not kept cool enough? I had a sweet slightly steampunk pirate cosplay that I had to totally dismantle because fuck walking around in that long suede coat.

You sound like such a lovely, awesome person and God, I’m so angry at these dickbags for putting you through that! (And God bless awkward nerds, I was just at Comic Con and man if those aren’t my kind of people, though.)

+1 for slapdick

This fuckery makes me sick. I’ll never get sick of the descriptor “shabby” though. Somehow it encapsulates this entire administration.

And her blue shoes. Yas. And her tightly closed fist as Brigitte Macron touches her arm and tries to hold her hand... what was that all about?

I hate, and have always hated Nirvana’s music. I hated it then; I hate it now.

You’re deserving of every bit of praise for this. I will be chuckling for hours to come.

YES TO GLOVES. I wore a pale pink, Jessica McClintock ball gown to my boyfriend’s senior prom in 2002 with matching, opera-length pink satin gloves. MEMORIES.

YAS. Love your post.

I’m with you - mr. social and I love mystery heroes and I think it’s made us much better players. Not just because it forces you to play characters you don’t ever play, hence giving you more practice, but it hones your skills on the ones you main, since you’re white-knuckling to stay alive. It’s given me a higher…

Gah, this just reminds me that I really need a rug in my living room and can’t find anything that isn’t hideous.

This is so fucking insane to me, I don’t even know where to start. How can anyone look at this and think, yeah, cool, seems all right. (???)

All the stars in the world for you. PREACH.