Love this jam! Right now I’m struggling hard with the work that I’m doing, which is anthropological research on a very conservative religious group in the Southern USA. I knew going in that both men and women I’d be studying and spending loads of time with would be anti-feminist, and to me it was just data, no big…

This is one of my favourite moments in movie history, and I’m a little concerned about what that says about me as a person.

I know this is probably a weird reaction, but in addition to all the smashcrying I want to do (that’s where I cry while hitting inanimate objects with my feeble fists/face), I really REALLY want to go anthropologist on this place — get in there and document it.

Right, what’s everybody so worked up about? Not a legal US citizen = Not human! And if you’re a US citizen but look like what I think non-citizens look like?..... better tent you just to be sure. /ss (sarcasm sob)

Gonna positing this in a few places: I have this theory about Trump that when he was a little boy, he loved something for the one and only time: his obese tabby cat, Mr Muffin Paws. Someday in the future he’s going to develop severe dementia from all of his Old Man Tanner, and all he’ll remember of his life of rage…

I’m working in the Bible Belt at the moment, which has been a serious downer during this election mishigos. The other day I was driving on the highway, and spotted a huge “PRO-TRUMP” sign I pass all the time — but this time, I saw someone had spray painted the heartening, poetic words “DEEZ NUTZ” underneath. Couldn’t…

I want sarcasm font to be a real font.

I gave my husband a lobotomy and replaced his frontal lobe with a vulva.

EARTH TO FEMINISTS

All of this is still true and highly relevant for a substantial chunk of the human population! GOOOOOOGOATS!

Yisss I’ll have to keep an eye out for 2017 when you come to my wee corner of Scotland. Maybe we could go to the cat cafe >o<

Oh! Sorry, screw what I said about mortgages and saving for them. Your goals are perfect and I support them. But maybe still consider the cat castle...

I don’t know what you’re saving for at the moment, but if you can manage without big expenses I say get that shit paaaaiiiiiiid! Fuck load debt, add a gold star to your credit score, and put yourself in a sweet financial position when it comes to getting a mortgage loan, car, massive cat castle with a drawbridge, etc.

This is a thing? This is a thing that happens??? I hope it’s still happening when I get back home next year.

This house runs on box wine, and I’m eyeballing my housemate to go get some from the local drive-through liquor store before it closes. I would go, but I just spend a big chunk of my weekly budget on Conservative Religion-approved modest clothing for my work. Mmmmm maxi skirts.

Your office mates’ stories are surely valid, but I’m sure you know some people love to share medical horror stories as a macabre badge of honour. Your body is going to need what it needs, but it’s likely it won’t be something medically dramatic at all. And I want to echo BoobPunch — do NOT let a doctor convince you…

Even with all the misogyny I’ve been encountering regularly the last few weeks as part of my job, something about seeing this picture makes me really want to rage cry. And my housemate and I are out of wine. WE’RE OUT OF WINE YOU GUYS.

It feels like it’s been a shit week to be a woman, even a woman with relative power. But I know a little lady who’s had her lady parts removed this week, and it was decided that my room would be the recovery suite. I thought you all might like to see a picture of her being the cutest kind of trooper:

No... wait, I think that’s wrong. It’s “the enema of my enemy is my frienemy.”

Yes please! I can just see the artwork of Lady Justice, holding a scale with women’s bodily sovereignty on one side, and a bunch of old white boners on the other.