I’m glad to be back on the East Coast, but those California sunsets were pretty cool.

As I continue the Fallout show, it does make me re-depressed over the Halo evisceration that Paramount did.

I’m really still not sure how they fumbled such an established story.

Guys. One of my dogs just brought in a recently deceased (or murdered) possum from a potty break. He dropped it at my feet, proud as shit. I know this was intended as a sweet gesture, but now I obviously have to move right? Not just because there was a dead fucking marsupial in my living room, but also because the neighbors definitely heard me shrieking at the top of my lungs “what the fuck is that?” 900 times.

I’m on episode 3 of the Fallout show and I’m absolutely loving it. It’s the perfect blend of nostalgia and freshness for me.

In Big Daddy Todd Howard we trust.

After a 15 hour traveling journey, I stepped out of Boston Logan to two men yelling about who would fuck the other up more. The air smelled like the ocean, rush hour, and Newports. Horns were blaring, everyone around me was miserable.

I fucking love New England.

A man in the Dallas airport just started watching porn on his phone next to me, full volume.

In what may be the least surprising news, this did not cure my hangover.

In a truly unfortunate turn of events for the other driver, I’m from a mean New Englander and do better research than the FBI.

Some kid rear ended our rental car, screamed that he was so fucked, then took off, driving so erratically, nearly side swiping several cars. Keep in mind, this fucker had vanity plates, so an easily memorizable license plate.

We call the police, get immediately put on hold for nearly 2 hours. First question they asked was if city property was damaged. Then we are told “we don’t send someone out for stuff like that. You can file a report online.”

I’ve been in LA for less than 24 hours and I’ve determined it is indeed the wild fucking west out here.

The most inexcusable thing my husband has ever done is perpetually get Teenage Dirtbag stuck in my head for weeks now. Every time I escape it, he inevitably walks by singing about Iron Maiden or Keds and I’m back in it. I’m not positive it’s intentional, but he belongs in prison at this point.

Binged the entirety of Hazbin Hotel earlier after refusing to watch it for weeks for fear of it ending and having to wait forever for the next season. It was sooooo good. I love Vivienne Medrano so much.

Is this mug completely impractical? Absolutely.
Is it also my favorite? Duh.

Happy Valentine’s Day 🖤

The unfortunate part about being married to a retired Marine is that no injury is taken seriously unless there is at bare minimum a significant threat of imminent death.

Imbedded the corner of a brand new knife into my thumb and subsequently bled more than I ever have in my entire life. My husband’s response was “it’s fine” and then returned to his video game 🙃

I can not believe I braved the grocery store the day before a “big” nor’easter… to only get 6 inches of snow. I feel like I was bamboozled.

I do not want to admit how frequently I’ve listened to this in the last week.

https://youtu.be/n76Fpg1L92o

The people on the Nextdoor app in my area are some straight up fucking narcs. Posting that their neighbor’s backyard smells like weed and should they call the cops.

In a state with legalized recreational use, mind you. Like be so fucking serious.

My favorite part of the game so far has been the Prosecco….

I feel like I JUST got my mom to stop clicking on sketchy links on social media. Now I gotta teach her how to differentiate AI images? Will the internet not give me a single moment of peace?

You know what I just LOVE?

Washing my glasses only to have my dog put his nose print in the center of the lenses 2 minutes later 😐

Myy sister in law bought me a kindle remote page turner for my birthday. Guys. I can turn my pages while remaining completely submerged beneath my blanket. Game changer for New England winter reading lmao