Thank you to everyone who’s sent asks this week checking up on me, even though I haven’t been active on tumblr in 84 years. I’m okay, my family is okay, we’re all safe and well.
For those of you who don’t know, I live in Minneapolis. This week has been… a lot. Emotions have been all over the place. There’s been heartbreak and rage, but I fully support the protesters.
I’m white so my opinion on everything to do with these events is tainted by my position of privilege, but for what it’s worth, as someone watching their home city literally burn around them, this feels like it’s been a long time coming.
Michael Brown was murdered by police in 2014. George Floyd was murdered by police on Monday. Nothing has changed in six years. Nothing much has really changed in 60 years. We continue to fail, as a society, to protect those who need us. These protests are justified. The riots are not surprising. If this is what revolution looks like, we deserve everything that’s coming.
Stay strong and stay safe, everybody. If you’re protesting, please be careful and protect yourself.
I’ve been trying to quit eating most processed and junk foods, not like following any specific diet or anything, I don’t really need to lose any weight but I’m 40 now so I kinda have to start faking like I know how to be an adult and that includes not eating half a bag of Cheetos and calling it lunch.
So anyway, I’ve spent the summer trying and mostly failing to detox from all the horrific delicious shit that we all gleefully poison ourselves with, and a funny thing about that is how I’ve reached a point where I go feral when I smell french fries. Cutting about 70% of my sugar intake wasn’t really a big deal at all, but it turns out I will straight up cut a bitch who gets between me and a sackful of greasy fried salt.
Persuasion is my absolute favorite Jane Austen book, and it very rarely gets adapted, so when I saw this headline my shriveled black heart actually beat for a second or two.
BUT. Apparently they’re changing Anne’s name to Wren, so I already hate this.
Oh hey tumblr. I know it’s been awhile, but I’m still alive, and I need y'all to talk me off the murder ledge because it’s currently 8pm on a Tuesday in late June and my husband has been watching Christmas movies for the past ten hours and intermittently crying about the magic of snow. I have no idea what happened to him, because when I ask he just says he’s fine, but clearly that’s a lie. Because crying. About snow. In June. And I’m a terrible and unsupportive wife because since he won’t tell me what’s wrong, his melodrama is just annoying the piss outta me and I might need to kill him.
I haven’t been an accountant for years now but everyone I know is AWARE that I used to be an accountant, and tax season is the goddamn devil every fucking year. I’m about ready to disown everyone I’ve ever met. The world is FULL of accountants, go bug one of them!
silver-89:
versrights:
would it be illegal if we started abbreviating classical literature as clit?
@leigh57
Dude, what are you doing? She will set your ass on fire, I’m pretty sure.
