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Three sleeps until Los Angeles!

I’m overwhelmed and out of place and feeling alone but I am going to accept that discomfort. I am not bad or weak, I’m just uncomfortable.

It’s so fucking bleak.
I need to regroup.
I need a cup of herbal tea
at the dining table
with the quiet company of my best friend
So that I can remember that people
are beautiful
With a hardened and battle scarred hope
That often gets mistaken for naïveté - but I am learning the difference.

“Tab Hunter” is also slang for a person with ADHD using a computer.

I am such a huge fan of your kid.

That’s adorable and charming

My auditioning class in college went to watch one of his rehearsals (I can’t remember what the play was) and he was very energetic and understood how stage acting worked. At a break he came and talked to us about auditioning (none of which I remember) and wished good luck to us earnestly and sweetly

Our porch swing will have matchbox car flames.

Your mom is pretty darned cool.

I hope it went well.

I really wish that the last one was a guy giving a lecture on bicycle repair, but I think you’re probably right. Bit what’s the bike for?

I’ve only tried two of their salads because that’s what they’ve got that’s vegan. One tasted like sand, the other (the Shroomami) is damned fine eats. I hope they can get their act together so I can keep my salad treat.

I don’t think most of these readers are being performative but even if they are, I just don’t have a problem with it.

My dad had severe dyslexia. By the time he was able to read a book with chapters, he had struggled so long that he took a copy of Treasure Island to a nearby traffic circle with a micro park and sat on the bench to read it because he wanted the whole world to see his accomplishment.

What if it’s my turn to be brooding and inscrutable, to inspire longing that somehow resides in both a choked cry and just under the skin, to be just wild and willful enough for you to relish the liminal space between my attention and my disregard?

Part 1, Part 2, or both?

My conviction that I need to do something greater with my life than sell furniture is at a high right now. Unfortunately, so is my conviction that I’m not qualified to do anything else.

We get all their email addresses and add them to a Slack channel for a regional theater production of You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown. Urgent questions every three minutes. Blow up their phones.

I love Ben Nye Neutra-Set.

Or use a small brush to press powdered eyeshadow into the eyeliner (good if you want to play with how the two colors interact)

Setting powder helps prevent migration of grease based makeup like eyeliner pencils. Two ways to go about it: dab it with translucent powder, then brush away the excess (good if you really want to emphasize the color of the eyeliner itself)

Men will literally shoot the chairman of a massive health insurance conglomerate that denied him coverage for therapy appointments instead of going to, well, actually, now I say it out loud I can understand what happened

It’s okay. We just know.

My thoughts on AI: I strongly prefer sliced bread.

Oooh! Didn’t try those. Maybe it’s things that are sweet and acidic?

I’ve also done Covid without paxlovid. The taste is worth it.

No! Don’t chew them! They just produce a bad taste in your mouth once they hit your plod stream. For me it’s akin to the smell of an electrical fire if it were a taste, others describe it as grapefruit pith on steroids.

Pro tip from someone who’s taken Paxlovid twice. The only thing that I’ve found that cuts through the taste for a helpful amount of time (only about a minute but seriously, that’s such a relief) is Snapple peach tea.

alright you wanna know how to support trans people?

hire them. It's REALLY hard already for visibly trans people to get jobs, even before this shit.

Support places that have trans people working front of house, and make sure owners know that's part of why you're there.

I should have made us bingo cards. I didn’t think it would happen this soon but I did think it would happen.