Thing I just said on Facebook to a cousin who ranted about people who disrespect our flag don't deserve to be Americans and should leave the country:

You are so right! Whenever I see a Confederate flag, it makes me so angry, those traitorous losers! And then there are all the people who come down negatively on good citizens who work so hard to bring about liberty and justice for all, as we swore to do in the Pledge of Allegiance. That is simply unAmerican.

This summer has been a lot of "it never even occurred to me that I would have to ask about that; now I know" experiences.

The problem with this is that these situations are abnormal, and once you start asking these questions in other situations, people are going to look at you like you're cray.

It's Wednesday morning here, and it's still pouring rain. I guess I'll dawdle in my pajamas for a while to see if it stops raining before heading to the office for breakfast. It's not even a 5 minute walk, but it's down an alley and around a mini traffic circle. And yesterday my shoes and bag got soaked. This was all before I fell down

Meh, chew a Tums just before you drink it.

WS in with the life hacks! Good to know.

The problem with this is that these situations are abnormal, and once you start asking these questions in other situations, people are going to look at you like you're cray.

True. But people look at me like I'm cray half the time anyhow.

What a day full of minor aggravations this has been.

This was all before I fell down.

Please do not fall down again. That's my job.

So the good news is that the giant fucking roach in my bathroom is dead. The bad news is that my resident roach-dealer-with does not live here any more. I seriously thought for a moment about whether I could survive for two and a half more weeks without going in there, but it's not really feasible.

That is simply unAmerican.

Windsparrow, that's an awesome rant, really showing up the hypocrisy. Not that it will make any difference, but go you for saying it.

I'm in contract management training all week, and I think I'm going to die. SO BORING. The instructor is basically reading from the manual in front of the class. Thank god I have two relatively nice coworkers in class with me, but they've started talking politics and one of them is pro-police and I cannot hide fast enough.

(I am not entirely anti-police, but I am in favor of using modern technology to reveal how the police have been accustomed to mistreat minorities in this country, rather than continue hiding the reality of it.)

Anyway, as a result of being SO BORED, I have made magic bars tonight. (Butterscotch bars with chocolate chips, walnuts, and coconut.) Hopefully class tomorrow will be less deadly boring with a hit of sugar and fat.

My dinner was chips and dip and hard cider. Because I'm an adult.

Seriously, a kid couldn't have gotten away with it.

(I am not entirely anti-police, but I am in favor of using modern technology to reveal how the police have been accustomed to mistreat minorities in this country, rather than continue hiding the reality of it.)

My standard response to various "blue lives matter most" type rants is this: I care so much about the lives of police officers that I want for them the kind of trust and support and therefore increased safety from the communities in which they work that can only come from genuine accountability for wrong-doing.

My lunch was two honeycrisp apples and caramel dip.

I had raspberry jaffa cakes for breakfast.