Two Friday night news dumps from California Republicans made vulnerable by redistricting:
-Darrell Issa is retiring
-Kevin Kiley is running for reelection as an independent
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I am so sorry you’re feeling this way right now. The feeling will pass, I promise. 🫂
TMI sorry non-homosexual friends:
I wanna get dommed but like in a nurturing way where I can let go of having to take care of other people for a little bit and do what I’m told and that I’m a good boy
My therapist also had to cancel our session this week. I think these things are connected
Opera is cool. In grad school I was taking a class on opera stage management and I wrote a paper for it with my favorite title for anything academic I’ve ever written.
“Verdi’s Rigoletto: The Consequences of Being Too Silly”
I love this for you tbh
When you get home from work late, microwaving a sweet potato and pouring half a can of Trader Joe’s vegetarian chili and a glob of guacamole over it will really hit. That’s all.
One life-changing realization of my 30s is that you can literally just microwave a sweet potato. You don’t have to bake it. Just wash it off and poke it a few times all over with a fork and nuke that bad boy for a few minutes, turn it over, and nuke it again. Bam.
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LOVE going to a play by myself. I’ve been doing it since college.
all loads refused
Mood
I’ve seen enough. Not about the election. Just generally.
I’m trying to order some custom thank you cards for when my current shows close, but so many of the options are very “live, laugh, love” coded. Surely people besides ostentatious conservative white ladies give thank you cards???
sorry I like all your pics you are just super hot
There’s something going on on the Spanish-speaking internet that has to do with fur suits but I am afraid to investigate further
no es nada de mis asuntos
Mirror selfie of me in black tank top. I’m flexing my right tricep to highlight the color gradient from my shoulder (paler) to my forearm (tanner)
Slightly more zoomed out mirror selfie of me in black tank top. I’m flexing my right tricep to highlight the color gradient from my shoulder (paler) to my forearm (tanner). My mirror is a little dirty.
I was outside for literally 20 minutes yesterday and my forearms have already turned a full shade darker than my shoulders
i don’t think that the average american is jonesing for a full war with iran
I’m going to the opening performance of the salsa Cinderella musical that my company is producing tomorrow and I’ve been desperately practicing my salsa steps for the company party they better play some salsa standards at the party tomorrow or I’m gonna crash out
Does anyone else ever think about how stressful it is to be a social primate or is there something wrong with me
My memoir is going to be called “Can Everyone Be Normal for Five Minutes?”
This post brought to you by a single canned paper plane cocktail from Trader Joe’s
what’s a guy got to do to get topped around here
I know, and I actually checked it out not too long ago, but I felt kind of weird and old on there, like I would if I was trying to make conversation with teenagers in a Hot Topic
We can microdose being Daddy professionally, as a treat
You know what’s crazy about accidentally becoming important at work is that sometimes I have to psych myself up by saying “okay they need you to be Daddy so just be Daddy and be assertive and make decisions” which is hilarious because I am absolutely not Daddy in my personal life
I miss tumblr because I can’t post things like “they’re having me humanely euthanized after this” without concerning a whole bunch of people
I, for one, welcome Scary Lady Summer
I am SO looking forward to the rest of this album
Perhaps this is a crass musing but I genuinely don’t know how some people’s junk stays so floppy while they’re working out like my body immediately goes “sorry boys we gotta divert blood flow to the vital organs or this twerp is going down”
Part of me is so excited to see Fire Red/Leaf Green on the Switch, and the other part of me is like… $20 for a 23 year old GBA game? Like damn I didn’t know Nintendo hated me like that
