My eldest niece can’t quite pronounce the word “fox” and says “fuck” instead. So you can imagine my absolute delight seeing Zootopia 2 today when, upon first seeing Nick, she excitedly said “a fuck!” A+, 10/10, no notes.

Apparently when people say they’re looking for a “book boyfriend” they don’t mean the DSM-5.

It’s rare, but every so often I’m shown a photo of Ari that I’ve never seen before, and it brings me joy. Later this year we’ll hit the mark where he’ll have been gone longer than he was ever here, and I’m trying not to think about that, but I still miss this boy every day.

I have had a persistent headache for the last two days and I’m slowly starting to go insane.

I have been waiting almost 25 years for this moment (there is no war in Ba Sing Se, there is no Tomb of the Dragon Emperor)

The sound of the football hitting the uprights never fails to make me happy.

RIP Ophelia, you would have loved NFL Football.

I will not show posthumous respect to a human who would see my nieces as a reasonable sacrifice in pursuit of honoring the constitution if the situation was reversed. I hope history forgets your name.

Having ADHD as an adult is fun because I never know if today is going to yield hyperfocus or whether I’m going to get distracted looking for somewhere to buy funfetti sourdough.

I know not to get my hopes up BUT on the off chance it does happen, I apologize in advance to my neighbors when I’m out in front my yard celebrating like Jason Kelce at Super Bowl LVIII

I am so hilariously tempted to buy a high vis vest so I can get a Temu version of this photo in the pool this weekend.

I bought a Ninja Creami this morning, so between that and the Blackstone, I expect to reach new heights of insufferable as I make them both fundamental parts of my personality going forward.

The only thing I know about Labubu is that I keep calling it Pazuzu and I think that says a lot about me.

No time to explain, get on the back of the 7’ tandem dragon float