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Took long enough, but I finally broke my husband.

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Mailers from my defiantly neglectful city council rep. And this was just from yesterday’s mail. And she knows it will get her re-elected. I hate it here.

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Sigh. What is this tumblr that I’ve had for over some years now? I post random shit that I mostly do for documentation purposes. This is documentation for a future version of me: I discovered Kevin Drum within the last year, and he was a breath of fresh air when I was struggling with something I couldn’t quite quantify but I can better do now: desperation for a liberal perspective that was less noisy while aggressively unabashed about this position.

I remember Drum’s last self post, which ended with “These guys are going to kill me before they figure out what's wrong.” And I remember thinking after I read that line: it would be killer if he really did die. And he did. I really loved his blog. I am going to miss his work. I am going to miss voices like his. I wish more voices like his existed out there. But overall I’m just gonna miss him so much. And fuck cancer.

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I seem to start these wars every Christmas with friends, and i’m sure others already think this, but latest submission for a song that’s most appropriate during Christmas.

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wake me up! after it’s over!

don’t make me hang around to see this shitshow

wake me up! after it’s over

i do wanna miss the world in world war three

wake me up! after it’s over

cause all my doom scrolling days are no more

wake me up after it’s over, now

we can go dancing then

and maybe get real high!! yeah yeah yeah!

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Declutter Project: Jude the Obscure. Ripped by a crawling destroyer who doesn’t respect bookshelves. It is one of the few remaining things I have from my sister, so this one hurts. But well, the destroyer is nine months old so there’s that.

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Fun facts about me: I have Big Karen Energy. I realized this because I get very cranky when I see clearly-gentrifying people skipping the subway fare in my neighborhood’s subway. I frown at them, daydream of pontificating at them on how they will always have their Ubers to fall back on when the quality of the subway degrades due to mta having no money. Meanwhile the people who have no fallback on public transit will be stuck waiting for the train. So yeah, definitely Karen energy.

*No but really. Setting aside the massive disclaimer on how public transit should be free and how mta needs to make better use of their money: skipping subway fare when you are a gentrifying person living off a low-income subway stop - when you can afford a backup plan if the trains are not running - is evil. You are an asshole and the worst.

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This is mind boggling if true. To think we still live in a world where people’s health are allowed to be collateral in the pursuit of healthy margins. Gross.

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I’ve known this for a while, but another article pointing out the mortality rate isn’t rising. I’m legit puzzled as to why CDC and the media are not correcting the narrative. Am I missing something? Perhaps even without the redefinition of a pregnancy related death, the numbers would have gone up??

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Inappropriate dark thoughts, #1

“The floor was lava”

- My daughter’s epitaph

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Playing Uno with my then-four year old. She drops a wild card.

Child: can I pick two colors?

Youths.

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Picky eater plus future negotiator.

Me: Ok you’ve got two more pieces left!

Kid cuts one piece into three. Eats two.

Kid: I’m done!

Me: Whaat? No you’re not!

Kid: Yea I am! You said two pieces left!

Me: Nice try. I meant finishing everything on the plate!

Kid tosses remaining pieces off her plate.

Kid: Ok now I’m done!

How could I not let her be done after all that effort??

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Ok I have decided peak nostalgia for me is working part time at the pharmacy section of Livingston’s CVS while 106.7 FM blared nonstop Springsteen/John Mellencamp.

Speaking of Jersey, the best encapsulation of Jersey living was the Telemarketers documentary. I knew versions of everyone on that show. It made me nostalgic while further complicating my wish to move back to NJ.

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This was regular cartoon viewing for me growing up, singalong included. I'm quite impressed I'm not a raging drunk.

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Happy Mother’s Day

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my id.