Before I say anything else, let me be 100% clear on something: if you vote red, abstain from voting or worse, vote for a stupid fucking third party candidate this time around, do not ever contact me again. As far as I am concernced you are dead to me. I truly mean that. If any of this bastards choices get put on the court, we are one step closer to Handmaid's Tale. You all think I am kidding. Go ask your mom or your grandma if they could open a bank account when they were younger. Or apply for a credit card. Or adopt. Or own a home on their own. ALL of those things required a woman to have a man's permission. And I am not talking that long ago. We're talking the fucking 70s and 80s people. IN YOUR LIFETIME for most of you this was reality. That doesn't even count medical issues. Ask a transgender person over the age of 40 what it was like. That not only could you be arrested for wearing the 'wrong' clothes, but odds are you would be beaten first. You think cops are getting away with murder now? You know what happens if this continues? We will need an Adjustment Day. It's starting to reach critical mass in that direction. So I reiterate, vote anything other than blue down the ballot, don't ever talk to me again. Period.
B's cakes turned out amazing:
Not bad, right? She was up until 4am frosting those bad boys. Some of her best work.
Spent hours doing fish tank work yesterday. We ordered dinner in. Italian. It was pricy but really good. We definitely found a place we would go to in person eventually.
Watched TV. Bed.
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