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My boyfriend asked me why I kept helping people when they don’t appreciate me, and I told him honestly that I never help more than is painless for be, but also, I made a decision about who I want to be, and I won’t let other people being assholes change that.

The one in a million person whose life is touch, who really needed it, who can live a better, happier life because of me, is worth fifty assholes. Maybe even a hundred.

The better to shoot with, my dear.

I quit my job as a caregiver for adults with intellectual and developmental disabilities to make more money… working in retail.

Ah. The Superman loophole.

Same episode that gave us the amazing, “I don’t want to live on this planet anymore.”

Being bi is literally the best of both worlds. It’s the sexual equivalent of being born wealthy.

The coastal mathematicians are just into math to screw you and take your money. The geniuses at πzo really captured the spirit of the math.

(I had to go a long way to get to πzo but I’m glad ai got there.)

Should be butterfly pasta! We’ve been robbed!

At least update your shtick. Harris is on the ballot.

I really do love convenience!

We claimed it is erasure first, and now here’s our flag.

I worked for Walmart in the mid 2000s.

It’s not classist. That place is a hellhole. There’s a reason so many people who work there are on food stamps.

It’s classist to be mad at people who live in food deserts and can’t shop elsewhere. It’s classist to be fine with the system that puts people in jobs that don’t actually support them. It’s classist to look down on folks who get stuck in those jobs. It’s not classist for someone to be unhappy that they got stuck in such a job.

Fuck Walmart.

(I worked there and was a CSM before being able to move to a better job in 2010.)

Jesus, that’s good.

My new goal is to use this in casual conversation sometime this year

I’d like to throw out there that (penis size notwithstanding at all) getting good with hands, mouth, and toys is way, way better than just owning and using a penis. You wanna be fantastic in bed? Max multiple skill trees, not just the one.

She just likes weed.

This is my boy. He scratches all his posts, his scratchers, everything and is very good about it, but at a certain length he’ll do his usual routine where he’ll gently hook the edge of a blanket and lift it, and drop it to ask someone to tuck him in, and the blanket won’t drop.

He also might catch a claw on the sofa or something. Time to clip claws!

Dammit.

Back to contacts I guess.

I was thinking rabies.

A person who looks wrong.

But are you self-sealing?

If anything I think our societal problem is that everyone remembers what happened to Robespierre.