I am reading an excellent work on economics in Jane Austen's novels. Some things never change. "... politicians claimed that “laborers and their families could be maintained on their low wages, if they gave up eating wheat bread and adopted a more Spartan diet.” (Craig 2013, in Toran 2015)

the best goddamn neighbors to have

I'm trying to analyze a dataset so flawed that it's driven me to listen to the Decemberists

PLEASE contact your senators! It's super easy to do. I just messaged both of mine urging them to refuse to fund the bill and to aid in making sure no Democrat breaks ranks. You can find your Senator's contact info here: www.congress.gov/members/find...

DHS has shot 12 people during immigration enforcement operations since September #withalttext

My friend Sara posted this about the superb care her father received from with Alex Pretti Absolutely heartbreaking

They’d better air this on the fucking news. I’m so fucking enraged I can’t see straight

Joe Santagato of “The Basement Yard”

ICE is now responsible for 66% of the homicides in Minneapolis this year.

Me: hahahha there's nothing on this 90s playlist I could possibly still want to hear *30 seconds later, dancing across the kitchen* Well, I would like to hold my little hand And we will run, we will, we will crawl, we will I would like to hold my little hand And we will run, we will, we will crawl

Being middle aged means having a dream that I bought a really nice vegetable peeler and that being the highlight of my day

I know I'm old because when I see some attractive new band, I think about how I'd be so proud to be their super supportive auntie

Both major parties living in daily, absolute terror that one single poor person could be elected

Block the absolute shit out of this nazi filth. Do it with an ancient curse on your lips, with black lightning coursing through your blocking finger. Or just do it the regular way. Point being: block ‘em.

One of the main things I appreciate about LA is that going anywhere, at any time, in any way, is a horrifying ordeal

Me, an extremely anxious person texting my equally anxious director: My absolutely amazing Dr. Director, I am giving you a heads-up that I am sending you the most not-urgent piece of paper to sign, you are wonderful and your tradescantia in the window is fabulous!! Throwing up with anxiety, Dr. H

Me, the oldest lady on the planet: Do we still like 50 Cent? I can't remember. Is he okay? Bf: Well, he did just diss PDiddy for being a fucking creep Me: Ooh, well, we still like 50 Cent then, delightful

I've been working until midnight the last several days getting ready for the hellish semester about to start. For every big chunk of work I finish, I've been rewarding myself by repotting houseplants and tackling some cleaning chores.....and it occurs to me that I really don't know how to relax.

Bf: It's 11pm, I hope you're not still working. I'll be really annoyed if you're *still* working. Me: I am not working, I am Disapproving of house plans on the internet. Bf: ...good? I think? Me: OPEN CONCEPT IS A SCOURGE

If you ever think that scientists are serious academics who don't do stupid shit, remember that Mastodon means boob-tooth

You know what they apparently did not have in the 80s? A sense of fucking urgency. All that jazzercize and cocaine and nobody could walk faster than a snails pace.

Ringing in the new year like Dorothy Parker - pissed off, full of tequila, and wondering what fresh hell awaits

Want to spend 10 minutes listening to people debate which street is closed on the way to a park you haven't even decided to visit? Try Visiting Family™️

It's not officially a Missouri Christmas until my dad is standing in the middle of the street listening to the neighbors scream at each other

I'm huddled under a blanket, having taken my professionally prescribed dose of anxiety medication, still anxious as fuck and I thought...what did people like me do before anxiety medication. And then I remembered that humans have been blitzed on opium for the last 7,000 years.

the feminine urge to isolate isotopes

“Oh we tried impeachment two times and it didn’t work!” Just two? The man probably committed two impeachable offenses in the time it took me to type this.

I know I'm depressed when I find myself eating Ritz crackers and writing graduate statistics homework exercises while crying and blasting 25 year-old Crazy Town songs at 11pm on Tuesday

I killed a man today. (I was GMing Pathfinder and he kept failing his Fortitude saves)

Presence not presents, I say, as I open-hand slap my loved ones right across the face for Christmas.

Used 67 on my daughter and she got angry and forbade me "ever using it again in this house." So, successful dadding this morning.

I have come to the idea that we have to collectively, brutally, ritualistically kill Target just to show capital that we truly aren’t fucking around.

Imagine being so insufferable that you go to an Indian lunch buffet and demand food without butter and send the free basket of naan back

Whether we’re with chosen or forced family, we don’t have to do the fascists’ work for them by commenting on people’s bodies. Especially not their weight when many of our neighbors here and abroad are undergoing intentional starvation. You can always talk Vincent Price fun facts instead.

The hospital texted me a $14,000 bill on Thanksgiving morning, truly the US is the greatest country on Earth

I pulled a muscle in my back getting my slippers out from under the bed, just put me down now

My dog loves slot canyons, apparently

My work anxiety is teaming up with my money anxiety and my health anxiety and they've just stopped to pick up my holiday anxiety and they're all on their way to party with my insomnia

Bf, when all of his grad students are being difficult at once and all of mine are excitedly showing me their new data and going off to conferences

Everything is terrible so I want to say something nice (which is very unlike me). Here it is: @hankgreen.bsky.social's work on Eons was fabulous and I use so many of those videos to enhance lectures in my university classrooms. My students love it.

great. just what I need, my tax software telling me to kill myself

After exhausting all other options, I’ve decided to lose my shit.

I don't know why the "Piggy" thing is bothering me so much. It's one more unforgivable thing in a list of 20,000 unforgivable things, but I've been mad about it for like 12 straight hours.

IMPORTANT UPDATE. OUR VERY DRUNK ADMIN ASSISTANT SAYS HE WAS GIVEN *ONE MILLION DOLLARS* to start this major, this man is so shitty he was stripped of tenure and demoted to lecturer for BEING A SHITTY PERSON

if you see us at the drive-through liquor store in our pajamas at 9pm, no you didn't

I always wear latex gloves when I chop jalapenos due to an unfortunate fingering incident with my wife back in 2007.

i know the world is going to end soon and everything, but like why do baby carrots have to be so wet?