Listening to "Whatcha Say" & love that it's both a banger, and difficult to sympathize with. Love complexities. Also that they left all the artist tags in the streaming version, like YES, take us back to a time where we needed to know their name so we could buy physical media!

Up next, Push It by Salt n Pepa.

Honestly think the "shooters" are just doing this to fuck with Kash Patel at this point, and honestly if they can't hit their target, I support their secondary goal.

I don't think Bobby has gotten used to the enormity of a full Mastiff yawn

Tiny tongue, tiny fangs… too cute!

As someone who analyzes science fiction and teaches transhumanism, same. Fuckin' dork ass losers.

sleeby

If you can't handle me at my Frankenstein (del Toro 2025) you don't deserve me at my K-Pop Demon Hunters. *nods* I said what I said.

The number of things about which I have to say "it is 20 goddamned 26, WHY are we still doing this" is way too fucking high.

Read the fucking papers Take the fucking notes Synthesize the fucking data Write the fucking book Do the fucking work Or fuck off

Anyone here read the Laura Childs' Tea Shop Mysteries? Has her writing fallen off a cliff, or was it always this bad and I'm just viewing the earlier books through nostalgia? Serious question, bc it's REALLY bad. Badly researched, cliched, badly written, not gripping.

i have been writing about the virginia supreme court decision with a certain amount of analytical detachment but if i’m being honest i’m also fucking furious i took the time to go vote and then my ballot got tossed out by these dipshits

There comes a time in a middle aged woman's life where she starts using that bleach spray bottle like she fucking means it. Fuck that mildew spot on the tub caulk, it's not going to win...

YOOOOOOOOO

Medical malfeasance is "accepting" that elderly people walk slowly while never asking if they're in pain and maybe would be better off using a mobility device. Use it or lose it??? Buddy, they've already fucking lost it, now they're just making the rest of us late.

"The first step in using the quadratic equation is to calculate the discriminant" "OH." Sorry google gemini, you should've picked a different example. If that dumbass understood what that even meant, she'd've picked it up from class. Fuck AI & fuck people who use it this way.

But in the French, it is "Will Je Suis." Not joking, look it up.

The thing about getting your shit together in your 40s is you have to confront and deal with why your shit *wasn't* together in the first place, and that part sucks. Still, better than several of the alternatives.

Dear Everyone, May 26-29, I am going to be on vacation. Do not call, text, email, DM, smoke signal, carrier pigeon, or "missed connections" me during that time. No, not even if it's an emergency; the fuck am I going to do about an emergency, I will be on vacation. Love, Me

...what a bad day to have eyes and be literate...

Me: I'm sure there aren't *that* many signs that I'm autistic, I mask pretty well... Also me: Man, is tooth brushing the BEST feeling ever, or fucking what??

Waiting for commencement…

It is 8:30pm, and my workday just ended. I finished editing and submitting a book manuscript in the morning, had lunch, then began grading final projects. One class before dinner, one after. It's been a 12 hour day, and tomorrow I'm the name-reader at commencement. ...drink?

Evals came in early and I'm so thrilled with this year's comments, particularly this one, as promotion means it's going to come true, though the student wouldn't have known that: "someone give this professor a raise because wow this was the best class I've taken here VCU."

Two of my books are on sale for $18.99 today at Springer, links below! Pick up The Corseted Skeleton, or Desire in the Age of Robots and AI, for just $18.99--for you or someone you love! Great for planning ahead for Christmas! The Corseted Skeleton: link.springer.com/book/10.1007...

The apartment complex started testing the voice-broadcast fire alarms two hours ago, and it's still ongoing. If you need me, I'll be having a drink, and jumping every time the hidden speaker in my apartment crackles.

POV: You are trying to eat mac and cheese

Never have I ever figured out how to get a presale code from a musician's website. Fucks sake, this shouldn't be cryptography, do you want people to buy the tickets or not.

I love bogs, they got bodies! Bowls! Brass beaded torcs! Butter!!!

Not loving this new trend of unsubscribe not working on major news outlets. No, thank you, and fuck all the way off.

when the task requires zero corgis

“Patient Education” from my doctors office and it’s like “are you a FALL RISK? Consider trying NOT FALLING.”

I am happy to announce that I have been promoted to Associate Professor of Anthropology (teaching/non-tenure-track) at Virginia Commonwealth University!! I am extremely pleased to be at a university that values my contributions, and I love working with our amazing students!

Fair warning, going to start wearing my engagement ring again. Not because I'm engaged, or anything to do with my ex-husband, but because it's gorgeous, and I paid for it. #BlackDiamondsAreForever

When you realize the book has changed so much since you began writing it, that you're going to have to re-index...

MORE SNARKY FOOTNOTES. MOAR, I SAY!

tfw you thought something you wrote was trash, but you re-read it, and it turns out you were just in a horrible mood the last time you read it, and now you're like "oh hey, this is good, actually..."

A heartfelt thank you to everyone who has ever bought a copy of one of my books. For the past two years, I've had payouts on The Bad Corset, and this year, for the first time, I have a payout on The Corseted Skeleton--all of $22, but I couldn't do it without you. I love you all.

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Mayday = HELP ME May Day = Help me... pick these flowers 🧵⬇️

One of the greatest gifts to myself of my adult life is not taking something personally unless I'm certain it's meant that way. Sometimes things *aren't* a swipe at you, that's just how people talk/do/are. Take a deep breath, and move on.

Cosmic horror - the worm lives beyond space Folk horror - the people worship the worm 1950s American sci-fi - the people are worms, but possibly Soviet spies.

Me: *expecting someone, who I explicitly told to knock on the door of my office, to knock on the door of my office* Also me: *jumps a fucking mile when someone knocks on the door of my office*

Today is one of those "I haven't even fucking had my coffee yet, and y'all are on my dick..." types of days.

I should not need a legal degree to rent an apartment, and that is one thing I hate about both renting, and Virginia.

Sometimes the stars align, and there is nothing more than "why did you...?" "because I thought you would..." "I did." And life is perfect, and has meaning, and you know your place in it.

The funniest thing about people who say that chromosomes are determinative of sex and gender is that 99.9% of them have no idea what their own chromosomes actually are and if they had them tested, a good number of them would suddenly have a problem. 🤷🫠

From context clues, I take it there was another fake "assassination attempt"? *yawn* Okay.