A very brief update, because I am exhausted. I wrote this last night as the returns were winding down. This was a rough night, but I’m starting to be able to feel my face again. Also, my little baby is such a sweet girl. I was trying to be cool, but I think she figuredContinue reading “Election Night”
On the morning of the midterm election, I am plenty anxious and tense.
I’m thumb-typing this post as Baboo snoozes on me, post-breakfast. She slept through till 6:15. I did not. I woke up this morning at 4 am, jumpy as hell. I felt over-caffeinated, even though I wasn’t. I’m running on anxiety, at this point. I’ve been doing an OK job of not thinking about the midterms,Continue reading “Having a Little Trouble Sleeping for Some Reason Ha Ha Sob”
If you’re voting for Donald Trump, and you turn up on my social media to tell me about it, I will block your ass, and I won’t even feel sorry.
This weekend, my friend Metal Eric suggested that if it were the 1950s, I would most likely be a communist. “Oh no, I would not,” I said. “I would not be a communist in any kind of a way.” “You wouldn’t? That surprises me.” “No. Nope. Not at all. I mean, don’t get me wrong:Continue reading “Viva Capitalism”
Lazy blogging, I know, but I’ve never gotten 18 comments on a Facebook status, and I am nerdily proud of it: Status: Jen’s new favorite thing is to say, “I cannot wait til Obama fixes _____.” It works for everything! Jen Hubley at 4:32pm November 6For example, “I cannot wait until Obama makes there beContinue reading “The Puppy Tax”
In the East Village, before the dude hopped on the roof of the East Harlem bus and started dancing, and after everyone showed up with pots and pans and started banging them together like happy toddlers.
We sent money. We made phone calls. We knocked on doors. We believed. We changed the world.
1) I don’t have a cracked tooth. 2) I don’t have a giant tumor behind my eye. 3) I do have a sinus infection. Of the three, the last option is probably best, but hoo boy, am I in pain. I’m blaming, at least partially, the stress of the last few days before the election.Continue reading “Good News, Bad News”