Hey, Siri, play Ave Maria.

Winter break begins in 1.5 hours and I am about to have 19 full, blissful days of not hearing “SIX SEVENNNN!”

The sexual tension between white people and not knowing the difference between a leftist and liberal…

My apartment still smells like chorizo so a holiday simmer pot it is.

Caldo Verde (not so verde) because I have a cold. This soup could cure your entire bloodline of generational trauma.

Can’t wait for my next therapy appointment because my (military) father just admit to me that he figured the military was probing his children for psychic abilities when he was approached about entering us into the GATE program and he was like “That’s wild, lol. Where do I sign?”

Since Jonathan Bailey has had his big break, I need everyone to start watching Chewing Gum. Hands down the best show to exist. He’s in exactly one episode… but whatever gets y’all watching.

Something about having a head cold that makes blueberries absolutely slap.

WATCH THIS. He gets it right Nottoway Plantation: the so-called “White Castle”, burned down. With it, a monument to whitewashed brutality. We don’t need romanticized nostalgia for slavery. We need truth. Let this be the end of pretending these places were anything but what they were: crime scenes.

I love how Millenials grew up and we all just collectively realized that electric can openers are so fucking unnecessary.

Twitter is a hot mess dumpster fire… but I have as of yet to see a whole lot of fellow POC on BlueSky. So…

You think any of y’all can hurt my feelings? I’m the only biracial daughter of an NPD white woman.

Post-shower naps are *chef’s kiss*

People out here losing their minds over Stack, but I’m much more of a Smoke girly.

I have so much respect for individuals who can admit they’re wrong, mistaken, and/or misinformed. Believe me, I understand how embarrassing it is to have to eat your own words, but zero good comes from avoidance or doubling down.

Losing white followers after calling out problematic behavior just ends up proving my point. It’s especially reinforcing when I get blocked.

Let me rephrase: It blows my mind that ww have been told repeatedly by WOC that the Handmaid’s outfits are performative and problematic, and yet ww insist on continuing to do it.

I’m sure Handmaid’s Tale is a good show, but WOC have been living this nightmare since our ancestors came into contact with white people. Blows my mind that y’all want to use HMT as a warning of the reality YOU could be facing, while actively ignoring that we WOC have already been living this.

Sailor Mars: “I can incinerate the enemy.” Sailor Mercury: “I can freeze or drown them.” Sailor Jupiter: “I control the power of thunder and lightning.” Sailor Venus: “LOVE!” Princess Serenity: “……fuck it, Venus is the lead scout.”

Irish rap trio Kneecap brought the showed up for Palestine at Coachella last night. From anti-colonial chants to pro-Palestine messages, they reminded the crowd that music is resistance. Even if the livestream tried to silence them, the desert heard every word.

I just know MAGAts are having a hard time doing the mental-gymnastics-math of where their newfound belief on autism leaves them with their praise and worship songs about Musk.

Removing my previous post wasn’t an attempt to cover up comments I made while grossly misinformed. I know how the immortality of screenshots work. It’s because my comments were exactly that; grossly misinformed. Anyone choosing to @ me any further is just going to be arguing with the air.

Making a shit ton of cream-based soup felt like a really good idea until I was about halfway through the simmering process and remembered I can’t freeze it.

Deleted my old post because I can admit when I jumped straight into a conversation without all the information. I wasn’t aware that Rowling gave millions to an anti-trans campaign, as I’ve done my best to ignore her for years on end. But, I spoke on that ignorance.

Translation: “I’m choosing to jump to the worst possible conclusion. And when asked to cite my sources, I couldn’t do it.”

“Hey, Siri, Show me what a real life Capital citizen would look like”

So close… but so, so, so, soooooooo far.

In other news… I’ve been working on moving to Spain with my best friend in 2026. Because the US is increasingly inhabitable.

There won’t be a Nintendo Switch 2, you stupid slut. There won’t even be a democracy.

someone tried to shoot Trump in the head, but he turned his head at the exact right moment, and now we don’t get to play donkey kong

I think it’s a good thing I never played Twilight Princess when it first released. 18 yr old me would have crashed all the way out having to do all the initial village quests for all those big ass foreheads instead of just starting my adventure.

Skyward Sword is the worst Zelda game.

Out of all the crazy shit I’ve seen in Yellowjackets, that stop-motion three-eyed bear freaked me out the most.

The willingness I exhibit to scream “if you ain’t got no money take your broke ass home” along with that Fergie song, like I don’t make an educator’s salary….

I literally gift her a beer right before asking for a ride to the desert.

Stardew Valley does some crazy work because why is the town drunk also the town bus driver?

Having endometriosis was God’s way of keeping me humble because he knew if my organs weren’t covered in scar tissue and didn’t have to deal with all the resulting pain and trauma, I’d just be too fucking powerful, bro.

The nation of Native American genocide, of slavery, of Jim Crow, of the Red Scare, of Vietnam, of Iraq and Afghanistan, of school shootings, of the Patriot Act, of Guantanamo Bay, of coups and wars and imperialism and so much more, Trump is just the latest in a long line.

It’s been months and this still hurts my goddamn feelings.

Would do morally questionable things for a good reuban sandwich right now

Watch them in the order they were released. Hope that helps.

Knock at my office door. I fall silent. Another knock. I am still as the grave. I hear footsteps recede. I exhale with relief. My phone *dings* Footsteps quicken and get louder, followed by an enthusiastic bang on my door.

Quietly eating my lunch in my office when I hear children knocking at my door. And now I know how deer feel in the woods when they’re munching away on their food and they hear a twig snap.

If your complaint is that Kendrick’s halftime performance wasn’t exciting enough, that’s because it wasn’t for you.

That Leshen came out of absolutely nowhere and bitch slapped me across the forest. #Witcher3

Started a Witcher replay (again). One thing is for sure. I viscerally hate Velen less and less and less, but holy hell, WHYYYY do I have to spend so much damn time here?

Get me out.