Ben and I thinking of hypothetical names for our future (non-existent) children:

Ethel - short for ethanol
Ike - short for Mike&Ike

I love my fiance. He brought me easy Mac in bed. I’m so lucky

Facing grief for the first time in a long time with the loss of a co-worker that I really looked up to and was like a mom to the whole team.

This week is a hard one.

Ben: I’m head bitch

Me: Then I’m shoulders knees and toe bitch

Palmscape II, by Mrinalini Mukherjee, 2013

If anyone goes to the “life is a highway” rascal flats tour pls let me know if they do the that should be me collab with j biebs

To whoever books the Super Bowl:

We are the world 25 for Haiti reunion

Taco Bell in a candlelit bath. Life is pretty okay.

Somehow made it into the championship game for my first time ever playing fantasy football.

I’m just happy to be here 🥲

This moment in Bluesky is a great example of how joy itself can be defiance and resistance.

We are just hanging out, shitposting, being silly, happy, and normal. It is being treated as if it is transgressive, opting out of the endless negativity. Because in a way, it is.

Joy is my favorite weapon.

Every day that I don’t quit my job is nothing less than a miracle

A fun sports weekend with my honey 🩵

It is finished ✌️ excited to dig in and shit post here a bit more