It also dawned on me with crystal clarity last night that I don’t love half of my family any more. I am not present when I have to be in a room with them, they will never see me, they will never “get it” no matter what I say. And it’s fine. Because I don’t love them either and likely never will.

After dropping out 6 weeks ago, I am feeling a tiny bit less burnt out for the first time in well over a year. I’ve hit my pre-disability reading speed again. The 5pm darkness isn’t sending me straight to bed. I had a good time with friends twice last week. I’m feeling a bond with my pets again.

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i bet the first fiddle player to figure out that a fiddle can sound like a train was just the tail-gettingest mutherfucker you ever met. probably inconvenient having to wade through all those bitches anytime he had to go someplace tho

saw some graffiti that said I AM THE CLONE OF GOD today and it opened up a lot of questions

I decided I can’t be happy until I get the nipple piercings I told myself I couldn’t have because my body takes forever to heal piercings, so I’m getting them for my birthday and I’m already dreading the first 6 weeks as an exclusive side sleeper with wide spaced, outward-turned tits :(

This is one of the reasons why I balk at the idea that men are afraid to be perceived as abusive. In many cases, that perception is actually key to their success, because other people strive to make excuses for their behavior, deny it, redeem them, and elevate them in the process.

Years ago, my colleagues at Business Insider and I tracked YouTuber “cancellation” arcs. What we found is that for many entertainers, “cancellation” actually sets the stage for a redemption arc, one that can raise their profile higher than ever. It wasn’t career-ending. It was fuel.

So frustrating to convey information in multiple ways via multiple channels only to have people get angry with me because they didn't bother to read.

“What are your hobbies?” Sometimes I bookmark newly listed pianos priced in the thousands on Facebook Marketplace just so I can watch them begrudgingly cut the price 50 times over the next few weeks until they finally, inevitably list it for free as I cackle.

Breaking news: my father broke up with his MAGA best friend, which is to say, the man he gets lunch with once every 2 years when he flies back to our hometown and otherwise never speaks to in between! Oh, the drama! APPARENTLY there was SHOUTING in a RESTAURANT!

I accidentally bought the world’s creakiest bed recently, and while this doesn’t bother ME, it’s not ideal now that my spouse has started working 3am shifts and I continue to go to bed around 2am after 3 hours of reading in bed while turning from side to side every 5-10 minutes!!

Tonight while doing karaoke someone picked Goodbye Earl and someone ELSE had never heard it before… the look on their face when she began belting “ain’t it dark wrapped up in that tarp, Earl?” was comedy for the ages.

As a teen I was like “who is being offered weed at Thanksgiving?!” Two hours ago I walked into a stranger’s home for Thanksgiving and was offered a joint before I had even been introduced, so I guess my crazy uncle had a point!

Signs you might be attending Thanksgiving with the local trans women’s chorus: a suspicious number of the people you are introduced to are named Harmony or Melody

shoutout to all my fellow queers for whom family of origin sucks around holidays (and those of us who are still working on finding that found family). everything is pretty bad right now but being queer is still fucking amazing and you are amazing and not alone and i love you and am grateful for you

Listening to an old playlist for the first time since the Neil Gaiman and Amanda Palmer allegations dropped and it fully took my breath away when Mr. Weinstein Will See You Now came on. How fucked in the head you have to be to write that song while doing what she did to those women.

Update: thinking about this made me so anticipatorily angry that I texted my family to bail on Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow, now we’re going to a complete stranger’s polyamorous trans Thanksgiving dinner instead. Yay!

I have literally exactly two things I ask my family to respect when I spend time with them: my pronouns are they/them, and I don’t eat pork. So naturally literally the only thing that EVER happens is I get misgendered over a pork based meal. Never knew there were so many ways to eat pork.

Last night at a queer event I overheard someone at the end of our long table say “I had to work for Focus On The Family when I was a kid-“ and the velocity at which I launched myself out of my chair to yank my shirt open and show them my Strong Willed Child tattoo impressed even me

being married is like being an anthropologist of one person in particular, and the field work only ends when one of you dies

I did actually get a turtleneck from LL Bean this month so this is helpful practice for what I’m gonna say about it

So much of the consolation we try to offer after a death is rendered null by a bad death, and I wish we could talk about that more. No one knew what to do in the wake of a death that was premature, painful, slow, and preventable. None of the things we say applied, so people said nothing.

I have 99 problems rn and money would solve 108 of them bc there are some I haven’t even considered yet bc my brain can only hold 99 problems

Yet again, a totally random stranger man has come up to us in public to tell my husband he’s “100% heterosexual, but DAMN…” while I stood there like 🧍🏻‍♀️

could’ve also tried to say they were for “they/them”’ period but apparently didn’t qualify as “we” then

In case anyone was wondering how doomed the task of ever being seen or correctly gendered by my family is, please take as example this conversation about the book Ancillary Justice 🫠

like what are we talking about here folks??

gen z is—WHILE SEEKING WORK AMID LAYOFFS/AI FALLOUT—currently: rallying at detention centers and tracking ICE sweeps; organizing mutual aid coordination of funds, food; building code to help people find affordable housing; *still* pushing their universities to divest from weapons manufacturers; +++

Nothing pisses me off more than seeing people do “gentle parenting my Republican uncle at Thanksgiving” genre videos where “gentle parenting” is being used to refer to blatantly mean but passive aggressive talk. I hope to Christ this isn’t how you propose we speak to children (or anyone!)

Welcome to America: It took 4 months of begging to have my free government health insurance terminated, a thing I had to request because the free government insurance doesn’t cover the single service I need most and paying out of pocket was twice the monthly cost of our workplace plan’s premiums!

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I took my spouse to Ross and TJ Maxx for the first time today and he walked around saying stuff like “I love digging through huge tables of stuff!!” and “this is exactly like foraging!”

whoever said the ai business plan is to “create god and ask him for money” you are 100% right, I can’t get it out of my head, and it’s the only quick way to explain this infrastructure mania to people

Chat is is bad if my spouse casually commented “You’re always talking like Chandler Bing or Don Draper, depending on how you’re doing on a given day”

it’s hard to talk politics anymore because the natural response to everything is “oh they should be killed” but you’re not allowed to say it. it’s more illegal than open pedophilia

If you were wondering what my husband is like, halfway through a phone call with the two of us and my mother in law she said “I think this is the longest conversation I’ve ever had about milk.”

Can someone fucking explain to me how I have a Lord of the Rings tattoo and read it once a year my entire childhood and yet my husband knows about a thousand times more about it than me despite never having read it? Who tf is Celebrimbor???

I’m Harper, he/they. I’m a queer and disabled former homeschooled kid who talks a lot about children’s rights and why homeschooling sucks. Also a former birth and postpartum doula, so if given the chance I’ll rant about my burning hatred of the “natural” childbirth movement from time to time.

Am I missing something, why is New Mexico specifically absolutely killing it lately? I feel like every time I see good news it’s out of NM!

Holy shit the CDC is dead as we know it.

It’s been like 5 years since I identified as mentally ill but WOW, this month has changed my mind.

I’ve been a FreeTaxUSA proselytizer for years and years and I strongly encourage everyone to make the switch. same kind of step by step “for dummies” interface, even for my complicated freelancer taxes, and you don’t have to give your money to one of our most evil lobbyists

People love to talk about how awful theater kids are, and they’re not wrong, but let’s be real, debate kids have made this country a lot worse

Rape and abuse and pedophilia and all these things are bad in the abstract but we’re not allowed to say who’s doing it and we’re not allowed to say who was victimized by it. We can’t come up with ways to stop it from happening, either

3M Aura N95s are on sale for $30 per giant box right now, so I bought one to distribute. They went SO fast. Between cost of masks and shipping it only cost me $100 to give 9 individual families and 1 local organization 440 masks. It was not much work and relatively little money and it felt good.

Mildly annoyed that this pumpkin pie recipe calls for tahini drizzled on top (it’s delicious) but the only good tahini I have access to is so runny it’s impossible to “drizzle” artfully and between that and the texture/color it, uh, fully just looks like someone cummed all over this pie.

Just here to politely observe that it does always seem to be the men saying shit like “cheating should be illegal!” who turn out to be chronically cheating on their girlfriends/wives. I have literally not ONCE known a man to say this who wasn’t revealed himself to be a (always unapologetic) cheater.

Catching up on an entire childhood of vaccines when you have needle anxiety and chronic pain sucks, but the nice pharmacist who made sure I got 3 different colored bandaids (blue on other arm not pictured) made it just a little more fun!