more like “Ivanka, who is perfect and the best, the most beautiful woman ever and I would totally not screw because she’s my daughter” and “I don’t know, that other girl who looks like me, would still grab her by the pussy, I guess”

PP baby parts. It still irks me that it’s a thing.

why is this still a fucking thing?!

“That’s not Ivanka”

Boyfriend and I got together shortly before I left my summer internship to go back to school. We pretty much Skyped every night, even if we weren’t just talking to each other. I would have Skype running and just be working on other crap so it was like we were together. Skype sex was also a thing. Otherwise, we tried…

I live in Montana where people fucking wig for Olive Garden when they go somewhere that has it and my response is “IT’S NOT EVEN GOOD ITALIAN FOOD!”

wasn’t there something about Trump ignoring the Jews re: Holocaust Remembrance Day?

I was thinking the same thing

Wirecutter also has an entire section devoted to swimming headphones

I wear my phone in my pocket and weave the cord through my shirt. I also could use something with just a damn cord clip, lol. I’ve heard about https://www.plantronics.com/us/product/backbeat-fit?skuId=sku29430018&gclid=CjwKEAjw6e_IBRDvorfv2Ku79jMSJAAuiv9YTPrO0OQ319AOobUD3R3ejxKkvpDfLn0B1k9Nx5n3bhoCQRvw_wcB these…

no, but I had open earbuds now so I can hear what’s going on around me. I put the cord under my shirt, but it’s constantly getting pulled downward, so I’m always having to tug on the cable.

I’ll keep those in mind, too

I’ve been really thinking about forking out the money for some bose wireless running headphones. My current ones (Yurbuds inspire) are fine, but the audio kind of stinks. Plus, the cord is driving me nuts.

a guy I broke up with threatened suicide. I called campus police on him (he was at a different school) for a welfare check. His sister blamed me and said he was just trying to make me nervous, but that he was “a really good guy”

she apparently has also said that because she’s not on weed, she’s now a Trump supporter. So there’s that.

I watched it. I usually enjoy teen dramas. But this show definitely made my anxiety flare up, which was super helpful. Also, there were a couple of times I yelled at Hanna because she would do things like yell at people and then be butthurt when they didn’t want to talk to her anymore. Like, the fuck were you…

and yet, I still ask who the fuck is Rita Ora every time I see her name.

what about my coworker who freaking baby has a brain tumor? How did a baby fucking sin?!

type 1 diabetic would like to punch him in his working pancreas as a huge fuck-you.

my juvenile diabetes was totally my fault, too.