I’ve always wondered how much energy would be conserved if offices didn’t have to air condition themselves into refrigerator territory because men are forced to wear suits and ties to work. I say this while sitting in my office, in Florida, in July, wearing a sweater because it’s freezing. Let men and women wear…

It’s dumb, but not infuriating. I’m assuming dudes are also required to dress “appropriately,” according to Paul Ryan’s definition of the word. To see if it’s sexist, I’m gonna need a platoon of male reporters in sandals and sleeveless tops to challenge this.

Add this to the “Christi is a huge asshole” file: we NJ state employees just learned that he sent a letter requesting that our July 4th federal holiday pay be revoked, since we were in the shutdown for that time. So we were stiffed for Monday’s pay, and Tuesday’s pay, while his bloated ass lay on the beach.

Also today marks the start of the Atlantic City Trump Taj Mahal liquidation sale! Pick up tons of cheesy crap from stiffed & sued subcontractors at a bargain, from a bankruptcy Trump continues to deny! Make AC Great again!

A lot of fast food places time the service. If your times go up on average, management can come down on the store, the managers, and the employees. No raises, staff cuts, etc.

The good Christian followers of Trump would call the Ten Commandments subversive liberal propaganda if Tweeted out one at a time.

November 8, 2016. It was a Tuesday.

It’s my husband’s birthday so that’s worth celebrating

I have a colonoscopy tomorrow. It’s the only day they could get me in before August. So I am currently chugging laxatives and crawling between my bed and the toilet. Happy Independence Day to my bowels.

As cliché as it sounds, I love this country. This country gave refuge to my entire family, and I will be grateful for as long as I live. And entirely understand that this country has not been as generous or as good to other peoples. I was not brought here in chains nor were my people indigenous and decimated, and…

Mowed the lawn, had a cheese and pickle sandwich with picked eggs and took a two hour nap with my son. Now we’re getting ready to enjoy some steaks with my parents with a nice ipa.

Not celebrating today. But didn’t post any anti America stuff either. I’ve concluded that my family and friends are mostly happy ignoring the dumpster fire that we are at the moment and living the Internet shrug guy life. So it would fall on deaf ears anyway. Nothing to be proud of today. Land votes, tyranny runs…

Everyone in my newsfeed has spent the day lamenting the death of America. It really puts a damper on day drinking rosé to the Hamilton soundtrack.

I thought Dolly was Amanda Lepore for a sec.

I agree completely. It’s hard. Terribly hard...but if your body can’t keep you alive due to a terminal non curable or treatable disease, then you should not be alive.  

I have those same moments. It’s like that moment when you first wake up and in your foggy mind you remember that something awful has happened and there are going to be some rough days... Only in this case it’s the realization that there is severe damage to people, our environment, and our future.

I walk down the street, I am in the supermarket shopping groceries, I see a cat on the streets. It’s these random moments of normality when it hits me the hardest: Donald Trump is President of the United States. For real.

I just read this on the NYT site, and jumped over here. Are you effing kidding me? This is the president of the United States? Just when I think nothing could shock anymore, the vulgarity, the crassness, and violence reach new and more degraded lows. I’m so embarrassed for all of us.

Future students will learn that this was the worst president ever. We get to experience history as it happens. We’re so lucky.