On a personal note; Living in the US is emotionally exhausting anymore. There are nutbags across the aisle spanning widths that you can only imagine, and it’s tearing the country apart. Not that the US was every very “cohesive” in any way, but my god- Things are more volitile now than ever. It’s just ridiculous. People want to control what others do in the bedroom, whom they can marry, how they deal with their bodies. It’s overwhelming that women used to have a right to bodily autonomy prior to the last two days. I dunno. It’s just insane.

Fucking hell. Clarence Thomas has officially dragged us back in time by a hundred years, that useless son of a bitch. Thomas led the charge in overturning Roe v. Wade and has undone so much progress we’ve made in this country. I really never thought I’d live to see the day, in all honesty. I figured it’d take at least my lifetime for lunatic religious zealots to undo the progress we’ve made. Now we’re inching ever closer to a fascist Handmaid’s Tale nightmare that I might live to see (and potentially fight against). Fuck my life. I’m just flabbergasted.

I think I’m going to migrate from blogging here with “Hugo” to using Gatsby on the Gatsby cloud. I don’t foresee any reason that I’ll need more than what the free Gatsby cloud offers. So consider this post notice that this blog is effectively archived. I might try to migrate the posts here from Hugo into Gatsby, but I’m not sure I will. I might just leave it up for posterity.

It’s been a minute since I’ve pinged, so consider this my “ping”. I don’t know necessarily that I have anything of any importance to say, but I figured I’d should say something regardless of whether it’s important or not.

I can’t really think of anything of substance to really write about. I really just wanted to let the world know I’m still alive, even though my posting is becoming incredibly rare. I just don’t have that much time to update and post like I’d really prefer to. It’s crazy, too, because I have my laptop. I have a damn decent phone, even. There are so many avenues I could use to post regularly, but truly- The only reason I don’t is because I actually don’t have the time.

I’m watching the documentary “Navalny” right now, and I have to admit that it’s wild to see what it’s like to struggle against a dictator in a slavic nation. The atmosphere in which Navalny has had to operate is one of desperation. Putin has kept the Russian people “just sated enough” that they don’t openly rebel in the street, but then he brings charges against Navalny that are clearly just trying to silence him. It’s insane. It shows that Putin realizes that a true democracy would chew him up and spit him out nearly immediately. It’s weird to see parallels drawn between Navalny and Trump. Trump himself, in his quest to dominate the Republican sphere, has made himself an ally to white nationalists. Navalny admits in his documentary that he can’t afford to turn away an ally no matter how “unpalatable” their views may be. Trump, on the other hand, has spent most of his real estate career keeping black folks out of his tenements, so it’s not a stretch for him to rub elbows with racists. It’s just a strange dynamic to see unfold. I’m still trying to figure it all out.

We got engaged in Paris on the Ponte des Artes!

Amber,

You’re my favorite. You’re who I think about most often. Rarely does a second pass that I’m not wondering how your day is going, or how you’re feeling, or what you’re up to. I love cuddling you, I love being close to you, I love spending my day with you and talking to you. If I really wanted to save time I’d talk only about the things I don’t like about you. So here goes.

“Jada, lova ya, G. I. Jane 2. Can’t wait to see it.”

• Chris Rock (pre-cancellation)

“Rejection sensitivity” is the stated cause of people with borderline personality disorder being incapable of accepting criticism of any sort. In effect, they’re reduced to the emotional capacity of toddlers. This means that any interaction involving any sentiment that could be perceived as or construed as negative will likely evoke a strong negative emotional response from those with BPD.