Kyla Jamieson My Sexual Orientation is Spring We change time, make the days longer. I start to forget the pact I made with unhappiness, take myself to the ocean, say I just need to catch the last few minutes of light. This is how spring is love, the way it pulls us towards pleasure.
this is how spring is love
#SaturdayPoem
I'm so sorry for your loss, Bitters. She was the sweetest dog.
In a documentary I heard 30 seconds of a baby with whooping cough trying to breathe and I nearly passed out from panic, so maybe we should try playing that for all new parents.
I am not only pro-vaccine but my daughter's pediatrician was a friend I've known since we were 18 and I still had to brace myself every time.
Yay! I will see you then.
What time is game night again? I think I can actually make it this month!
It does not count. We have disavowed him.
Ssssshhhhhhhhhhhh
So far the "Buy Tickets" link is fully not working for me.
It does. But the rewards of having a G (funny, smart, empathetic) outweigh the exhaustion.
So is G. 😂
Got an email from my daughter's school about an "opportunity" to attend a "mentoring forum" that BOLDED the phrase "high-achieving young women" in the invite. Might as well have written "none of you B+ bitches need apply."
The Seaport!!
$24.50 with tip.
🎉 You got it!
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OK everyone, let's play Guess How Much I Just Paid for a Negroni. Winners get a sticker.
Sweeeet!
Earlybirds club Boston, The Sinclair, May 8 2026, 6-10 pm. A dance party for ladies who have shit to do in the morning.
OK, who wants to come to this with me?
For 2026, I'm trying this new thing called "getting lunch" where you leave your desk and eat food with another person. Have you guys heard of this?
I read the headline and was like, "What do you mean forgotten? I have never forgotten!"
Were you on a horse? A slow horse? A horse with asthma, perhaps?
Oh, okay--it wasn't in person. Glad for you that there was that degree of separation!
I would have so much trouble not being like, "Wow, that sounds awful!"
Walking out of "Mad Mad: Fury Road" directly into a showroom full of sofas is still one of the more surreal moments in my life.
Why was my first thought, "They're good dogs, Browt"?
Every anti-vaxxer I encounter seems to love weird unregulated supplements. They hate Big Pharma but they love Little Pharma, Big Pharma’s younger sibling who grew up without any adult supervision.
We're binge-watching old Homestar Runner, and you know what? This guy is exactly what I hear/picture whenever I have to interact with my company's AI.
Two very different people have said to me this week about AI writing, "If they can't be bothered to write it, why should I care about it?" Seems bad!
