Holy shit she’s in her early thirties! Why do all these MAGA women get such awful fillers?

Make it look like they’re sweating and watch as their shitty Just For Men dyejob runs…

Pretty lady’s still rocking the waterfall braid! Give her a carrot for me :)

Do you really think Trump knows non-capital letters exist?

What the almighty fuck.

My arms are pretty flexible so I just use my hands & a washcloth.

And a hairnet?!

3? I’m dog tired after not sleeping well and having a really intense workout. But I’m also elated because my new GYN has prescribed me HRT! I can’t wait to get started. But first, I need a nap.

Breathtaking

Also lab-grown meat. If we could replace meat from animals with meat grown in a lab, I think a lot of meat-eaters would make the switch. Currently lab-grown is pretty expensive from what I understand, but over time it should get cheaper as the technology becomes more widespread.

Personal forcefield with a shape of my choosing, activate either by s simple device or algorithmically based on external factors. Great for safety but also handy as an umbrella.

I mean, any vigorous activity directly after eating can cause a stomachache. I don’t know why swimming was the sole focus but a general caution to digest a bit before activity isn’t bad advice.

Shoes off. Except I do have a pair of shoes I wear only indoors, because I have flat feet and want to wear my orthotics.

Holy shit, Peter David wrote some of my favorite Star Trek novelizations. In 1997, I moved to a new area just before my junior year of high school. My new school was massive and I was an introvert who wasn’t great at making friends. But somehow I ended up hanging out with a few fellow Star Trek fans, who introduced me to his new series, Star Trek: New Frontier (thank you Regina!). It got me through the rest of high school!

I’m sorry to hear what happened to him. :(

I actually do call it the elbowpit

Hey don’t misunderestimate them!

Right on! I think it’s awesome when someone confidently knows themself.

They say thank you ;)

I’m 43 and I had to retire my favorite stuffed animal because his arm was getting threadbare and I was afraid it would fall off, so now he sits on my makeup desk. His name is Rufus and he was Avon’s Christmas 1982 Plush Puppy.

My current stuffed animal is a lion cub I bought in the mid-2000s to take with me on my study abroad in Paris. His name is Ruffles (like the potato chip).

“People don’t have pensions anymore?”

No, Mom, we don’t.