Oh if the rapture people’s idea of god is the right one, I’m definitely not getting into heaven. But that’s ok, heaven would be full of people I’d never want to hang out with anyway.

It’s almost 9pm where I am and there’s no sign of it. Jesus better hurry his ass up if he wants to be on time.

That’s exactly what he was put there to do. Well, that and just generally disrupt the postal service enough to push people to their more expensive competitors. It’s dramatic but I always joke that he’s my nemesis. I’m just grateful that we have ballot drop boxes all over in CO where I live so that people don’t have to depend on the mail.

There’s a vegan sushi/ramen place near me that makes something between musubi and onigiri with vegan spam and they’re crazy good. So that’s one use for it.

They’d have to care that there are crises to bother trying to fix them. Trump only cares about his personal problems and I’m pretty sure Vance is some kind of robot with bad AI who will just stop charging himself if things get too bad.

I’m glad most of my dogs have been small enough to carry when they get old. I guess if they hadn’t been, I’d just have to be a lot stronger so I could lift them. I mean, I’d obviously never leave them to sleep on their own after years of sleeping in my bed.

I work with local-level politicians and we constantly complain about the ones that don’t do the reading. At our level, they nearly all have other jobs, so I get it, but we LOVE when they actually read what we give them and can ask relevant questions. It’s a thousand times better than the ones that just sit there and embarrass themselves every time they open their mouths.

Hard no. My day job is in government and I cannot take one more meeting in my life. I’ve attended some of the HOA meetings and they were actually worse than pretty much every meeting I have at work, because they last forever and the stakes are so stupid.

I finally got a 12 foot skeleton but our stupid HOA doesn’t allow Halloween decorations before 10/1. I think I need a festive fall outfit for it so I can say it’s not Halloween, it’s just seasonal.

Right? The point she’s making had zero to do with being a woman, and she didn’t single out men, but some dudes really love to tell on themselves.

Yeah, my teachers would’ve been pretty concerned if I couldn’t spell July in 4th grade (instead they were like, “she’s super book smart but holy shit she has zero social skills,” on all my report cards). But I guess you never know what else was going on. I have a friend with a learning disability who is smart but still can’t spell even as an adult. Some of my other friends are way smarter than me and spelling just isn’t their strong suit for whatever reason.

Eh, it was already a victory getting my mom to agree to this at all. She wouldn’t be able to handle the “chaos” of it happening gradually. She’s extremely anxious about anything she perceives as messy (and that would definitely meet her criteria), and we have a non-profit here that removes lawns pretty inexpensively, so I’m taking my wins where I can get them and doing it in a way that won’t stress her out more.

We’ve already done our whole front yard in native plants, but we still have grass in the back, which is struggling because we live in CO and Kentucky bluegrass was never meant to grow in a desert with clay soil. My mom finally said I can have most/all of it removed and plant a native grass mix with clover next year. I’m so happy.

Guess I’m about to commit a bunch of hate crimes, then.

Maybe, but we’re the fun kind of perverts. The kind that think consenting adults who aren’t hurting anyone can do what they want. Trump’s supporters are the weird kind of perverts. The kind that won’t stop thinking about the genitals of everyone they meet, including kids.

Yes but the post title is what I was responding to.

No kidding. I’m apparently the only person who has ever had an amicable divorce where we just realized we weren’t compatible and never felt the need to bash each other. The post-divorce crowd can be pretty dire. They should mandate a certain number of therapy sessions before you can sign up for a dating app.

Oh damn, I haven’t tried it because I have so much hot sauce that I’m on a no buy. I still have a bottle of the Huy Fong new stuff my mom bought without realizing it wasn’t as good, but I was planning to try the Underwood one as soon as I run out.

Apparently the original supplier for Huy Fong (Underwood Farms) makes their own version now, and it’s how Huy Fong used to taste.

The venn diagram is a circle.