I bet you didn't realize I was the kind to have boobies on my home screen ::eyebrows::
The thing about having to ask an embarrassingly silly question in a professional email is that you will almost certainly squirm internally until the answer comes back, and then if you still don't understand the answer, well, sorry bout your luck, Chuck, you can never speak to that person again
Vividly angry and sad. That is all.
The universe speaks in mysterious ways.
I forgot about this project and how pleased I was with it. My kid created labels on the Cricut and we used chalk markers.
This joyous embrace of absolute ignorance and incompetence had better get people thinking about reprioritizing education and student retention for every citizen. We lost the plot a generation ago and stripped funding from schools and this is the result. Don't kid yourself that all MAGAs are over 60.
This is an interesting point and one I hadn't considered. Also I'm gonna lap up every drop of joy life has to give me, they'll never steal that from me.
Coping strategy: dissociating while eating many many reeses holiday peanut butter treats
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Coworker: Wanna see a picture of my baby? (Hands me picture of her baby)
Me: Wanna see a picture of mine? (Hands her a picture of my cats)
Coworker: Those are cats.
Me: Cats are just goth babies.
I think it's weird that I completely forget about blood blisters as a thing until I accidentally stab myself with a screwdriver and then start wondering what the weird red lump on my finger is. Just me? Oh, okay
It's a good thing walls aren't conscious. I've spent so much time staring blankly at one wall or another over the past 2 months as I contemplate options and safety plans that if they *were* conscious I'd have made several *self-conscious*
I needed just maybe five minutes where my soul wasn't marinating in rage, sorrow and hatred. I got two hours at Mount Pisgah and a stop at a bakery for sugary treats afterward. I have a pretty frigging good husband, pals.
Let's go! I'll sing. We can do open mic nights with protest songs all across the region.
And honestly, I find it insulting how many people keep hearkening back to past history, *in other countries*, as though our weird-ass country has ever done *anything* the same as anyone else ever.
Continuing to import choice memes from Over There
Administrative warrants are things you can wipe your ass with. And don't consent to any searches (say it out loud or your silence is consent) even if they have a real warrant.
Signed,
Your angry neighborhood defense lawyer
Which is to say, there's a lot of powerlessness being expressed on socials right now, but honestly, we've just exhausted the *most civil* routes of opposing this regime. There are many paths to the top of the mountain.
I dunno, man, it just strikes me that some of us are overlooking a key facet of American human nature, which is: the same obstinate, muleheaded refusal to back down that we are observing in the maga party exists inside all of the non-maga party also. We do not have to take any of this sitting down.
Red Dwarf was good, although it was written a super long time ago and i haven't reread it in years so can't vouch for its sensitivity
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It's such a weird thing, wanting to do stuff while fatigued and sick. I'm bargaining with my body, like, "how about some laundry or a shower?" and my body is like, "best I can do is lying down, pal"
If you don't 100% unequivocally support trans rights, unfollow me. You will find no comfort here.
Employment discrimination cases will be off the charts. We’ve seen this before. Many employers will interpret recent declarations incorrectly. State & federal protections still abound and can’t be undone like that. No matter where you are, I can either help you or find a lawyer who can. Just fyi.
Adding gooduns from my dying meta account here
Me to my kid: hey, don't compare yourself to your peers; your peers are drowning just like you are. The system is working exactly as it was designed to do, and we are watching society in America and globally collapse in realtime.
My kid, backing away slowly: I love you, sick and depressed mom 🩷
