beelzebarb
@beelzebarb
Native Floridian. Team Tampa Bay. Elderest of millennials. Collector of cats, ankle sprains, and marginally insane hobbies. Book nerd. Sports nerd. All-purpose nerd. World's Okayest Beer League Racecar Driver. She/her.
Well actually, women have been revealing for eons how gynecological pain has normalized, but I'm super glad for all the dudes who figured it out by following the long road to adoption instead of just fucking listening to us
I want my breakfast frittata but Harald has deployed weapons grade cuteitude to break down my defenses, send help @darthbluesky.bsky.social
tfw you had to borrow your 13-year-old nephew's snazzy baseball sunglasses and now look like a giant doofus
Most of the stuff I came into your replies to say has already been covered by others, so I'll just add this - congratulations on being the first person whose divorce announcement actually made me genuinely laugh. This is a good sign for the future. Yours, not mine. You got this.
I almost felt sorry for the ref stumbling through the announcement of the penalties, and I *never* feel sorry for refs.
I recently encountered a Dramatis Personae section at the beginning of a book and I swear I heard angels singing. (Also, I'm including the image here so I could add alt text)
Tonight I walked right into the dreaded Mom Burn. Be careful out there, folks.
Me: I've been driving in Florida for almost 30 years. Nothing can surprise me. Florida drivers:
I can't tell if my fortune cookie is giving me a compliment or a sick burn
Somebody decided to have a go at the yarn barf while I was in the shower
The morning after Halloween, I discovered that I'd sent this text to my boyfriend. Look what I wrote. Zero of the wealthy, powerful, ostensibly brilliant individuals featured in these emails managed to put together a single sentence composed as well as the one I wrote while incandescently high.
Exactly this. The right wing is a haven for anyone looking for a loophole in the social contract. I also suspect that this is what really drives the horseshoe theory phenomenon. It's not ideological. Glem became besties with Tucker because nobody else let him be an asshole without consequences.
I posted this six years ago, and I still experience that agony every time I'm reminded that he exists
I got him a leash so he could get some exercise for a change. In hindsight it's obvious he would just potato wherever I put him down.
I like this succinct and frank acknowledgement that "white people spicy" and "spicy" are two totally different things
The only thing to worry about would be hurting myself in my rush to get out the door