The only time I feel out of place in a big city is when I try to explain to city people the ultimate catharsis that comes from crank-the-music-night-drives in the summer when you have something you need to but can’t say

I thought getting an apartment with a second bedroom would mean I’d have a guest room / home office. Timothy decided it means he gets his own room. He even chuffs and storms off to flop on the bed when he’s annoyed with me. When did he become a moody teenager.

I can’t think of an ACL pun so just pretend I did and do a nose exhale

I miss that time in my life that I could shake ass with friends to songs from musicals. Can I get that back? I need that back.

Happy Sunday, time for church

I think law schools and Bar examiners forget that most law practice is *not* theoretical. But that’s how law school and the exam treat it.

I’m a family law lawyer. I exclusively represent domestic violence survivors. I work with clients on the most serious, impactful, and intimate parts of their lives as they’re dragged through court. The Bar/law school gave me absolutely zero prep for any of this.

I have this running joke with one of my friends that the Wordle is like a daily fortune cookie or horoscope or something like that. Like the day after I tore my ACL the word was AGILE Which is fun & everything until you get words like today’s, which has me side eyeing everyone

My favorite part of “Bottle Shots And Listen To Music” nights are when I think I found a great new song, perfect for a playlist I’m curating, just to discover that it’s already on there and I had no idea.

One of my biggest worries has come true. I have an MRI tomorrow morning. I have 13 piercings. I’ve never taken 4 of them out before, and 2 more of them I’m not even entirely sure how to.

Gay sports update: mightve torn my ACL Does this mean I’m old now I’m not ready

Bottle of wine, chocolate bar, pint of ice cream, $7.38. Aldi STAYS winning.

@olivetnazarene should be ashamed, because I know I am. Anti-science, regressive, small-minded, homophobic leadership… pitiful. Thank God I found refuge amongst the scientists there, and I hope beyond hope they can weather this tiny man.

And yet @olivetnazarene has the audacity to ask me for alumni donations. I spent my last three years there doing everything I could to support LGBT students’ rights, interests, safety, and peace. In what world -

How a university president has the gall to put into writing that a science department is organizing to undermine him because it won’t endorse homophobia is beyond me.

How a university president has the gall to put into writing that he refused a potential hire to the department because that person wasn’t homophobic is beyond me.

Yet again, I’m ashamed to admit that I attended @olivetnazarene. Not only because of the (usual) homophobia, but because this time the university president has determined the biology department I graduated from is insidious because it won’t subscribe to his homophobia.

First game in a gay softball league today, haven’t played in over a decade. Was hittin ROPES, catchin outs in right, rung out a homer, and some dude after the game asked me if anyone’s ever told me I look like Dansby Swanson. I don’t, but I’ll take it. Don’t talk, ego too big.