Thirty years ago, I worried over getting head lice and missing the latest episode of Clarissa Explains It All.
Twenty years ago, I worried over Finals, which college to go to, and missing the latest episode of Buffy.
Ten years ago, I worried over doing well at my first massage job (that I would eventually quit) and missing the latest episode of Drag Race (dat season 4 brought the drama).
Never during these times did I worry over my reproductive rights being threatened to where a rotted corpse gets better government treatment than I do.
You think that in the year 2022, I should be worrying about flying cars being safe to use and which chrome-plated dress I should wear to the club where I’d get to dance with robots. Instead, I’m worrying over losing my right to an abortion if I needed one because some ass-backwards, out-of-touch, Bible-thumping cuntbeasts in the Supreme Court want to take us back to 1822. Since wishes don’t really come true (including mines of, among my many other wishes, getting rid of all the conservative scabs some people call justices), I’ll be doing the next best thing later today: attending my local Women’s March to support the fight in keeping Roe v. Wade the law of the land!
It took a little over two years since the start of this blog, and I’m sure some basics on social media have amassed more followers in far less time, but hey! And I didn’t have to buy my followers either! Given some of the shit I’ve ranted about in the past, I’m kind of surprised I got 50 followers.
Time for a happy twerk!
I’m currently watching classic Beavis & Butthead, by the way, which influenced my choice in GIF.
There are three weeks left till the GQP-backed nuisance that is the California governor recall happens. Why are us Californians dealing with another anxiety-inducing election, and in less than a year. *smdh* Californians, if you don’t want Florida west to become a reality, fill out your ballot and…
And mail it back or drop it off at your nearest voting box, of course.
While I have a soft spot for delicate roses of the 80s like Angelyne, I’d rather spare her the trouble that is politics in general. Her regular job that is living the good pink life in LA is a lot more stress-free.
Those two weeks of waiting for the Covid vaccine to fully kick in got me kind of anxious, though. Like, worrying if the wind would blow a new strain of The Rona onto me on the off-chance I had my mask off while taking a walk outside, thus ruining me and the vaccine’s efficiency. (For the record, I take the mask off when there’s no one nearby.) But now that I’m fully protected (or so the CDC says), I am so gonna live it up like a validation-starved influencer and get my free donut at Krispy Kreme! (What, did you expect me to go party in crowds again?) Fuck yeah, living!
As an Asian-American, I’m proud to see my fellow Asian-Americans (and other nationalities) stand up to the ongoing racism and brutality against Asian communities in the Bay Area and beyond! (I wasn’t able to be at those protests, however, since I work weekends, but I was there in spirit.)
This site also provides many ways on how to help Asian-American communities. I also must share this feel-good story on how a multiracial activist group is helping out the Bay Area Asian community. (And if you wanna get around that damn “disable your ad-blocker” message from that site, Archive.Fo is your friend.)
Guess who finally finished editing her first novel?
Since I’m fussy like dat, I do need to reread the whole thing for the umpteenth time to make sure it all looks good. But the editing part is done. Months and months of editing and I’m finally finished and I can now work on getting it formatted into an eBook (I plan on self-publishing this) and also start working on my next story. Yaasss.
The news dropped right when I had to go to work so I know I’m the very last person on earth to celebrate this. Right now, all the congrats to Biden, to Harris, their families and friends, and to all who campaigned and voted for them. And special thanks to those who volunteered to work during this election (even the ones taking a little while counting the ballots).
*And by that I mean my nerves are through the damn roof and it’s only 90 minutes into Judgement Day, I mean Election Day. I cannot be the only one who believes that this country will be a different place 24 hours from now, no matter the outcome. I have my hopes but the tension is there. And I loathe that what’s supposed to be a nonviolent civil moment in our nation has turned into some of us fearing a pending brutal post-election clash between those who value human rights and democracy, and scum of the earth aka hypocritical, racist, domestic terrorist rotten asswipes. (I call it like I see it.)
I have help, though. Got my weed on standby, unfinished seasons of The Simpsons, ANTM, and Spongebob Squarepants (judge away) I haven’t watched, and I can always look to tweets like the one below for some laffs.
And for those who still haven’t voted yet (and received their ballot a month ago, I should add; those who received their ballot late get a pass), I’ll side-eye you for taking so long to make up your mind later. VOTE!