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I just want to point out to all the non-US homies: When you make derogatory generalizations about Americans that also includes Jerma.

Fog is really rare in this climate so this is making me very happy. ☺️

At this point I start from a null hypothesis that all famous and influential men are abusive creeps. So I need to see a convincing body of evidence that they aren't. It's so much more efficient this way.

If you've never been eating and suddenly crunched down on a stray fragment of your own broken tooth then frankly you need to check your privilege. 😭

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New subgenre of erotica about Jewish lesbians called Sapphardic literature.

Too real.

I'm going to start making a playlist of all my most beloved weird internet videos and establish that my last wish is for any mourners to watch it. I can rest easier knowing my family will feel guilted into watching all that weird shit. 😄

Múm makes such great train music. A match made in heaven.

Getting woken up by a phone call ten minutes before your alarm is set to go off somehow feels like you lost 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 of sleep.

I just realized that I'm nearing 40 and this is my first trip where I've ever flown solo. Kind of crazy I've always had someone to go with before now. Just shouting this into the ether to feel a bit less alone, and to get the thoughts on paper so to speak, instead of in my head.

Tired, hungry, and wet, but I've made it to the city at least. Tomorrow: Purity Ring at the Warfield!!!!!

Got some bread that's been in the cupboard so long that the concerning part is that it's 𝘯𝘰𝘵 moldy.

New Purity Ring album drops tomorrow. This always makes me incredibly anxious because I'm so emotionally invested in their existing music that I will be crushed if it's anything but a 10/10 to me. It's a really obnoxious way for my brain to work. 😓

Getting a toaster oven was one of the best decisions I've ever made. And only 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘭𝘺 because of my poor track record of making decisions.

*pfft* More like Percy 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 Shelley.

In which the brilliant Victor Crankenstein creates new life from cadaverous remains but is appalled that the danged thing won't stop beating off like a bored monkey.

In the summer 9:30pm is such a sick as hell time of day.

My 66 year old mother just used "pogging" in a sentence. I'm so proud to have helped the osmotic transfer of this vocabulary. 😅

Woke up with this thought emblazoned on my mind: Someone writing in their journal "Went up to visit the avenue of the giants monument. Supposedly there used to be a redwood forest there."

I think one of the biggest lies people are told on a regular basis is "The doctor will be right in".