Because seriously, someone needs to remind me that today.


1:30 - *I go to bed. Olive gets her nighttime snack. The cat eats her body weight every day, I swear.*

1:40 - *Hear huge commotion in the hallway. Nox and Mim have strongarmed their way into the bathroom, shredded a roll of toilet paper for the first time, and are dragging it about the place.*

4:00: - Olive: Food nao? Me: No.

4:30: - Olive: FOOD NAO? Me: NO.

4:35: - Olive: I am going to walk on your head until you feed me. Me: You are going out of the bedroom, young lady. (Only with more swearing.)

5:00: - Kitty chorus: *scratches on the door* FOOOOOD NAO. WE KNOW YOU ARE IN THERE. Jason: Fuuuuuuuuck. *puts pillow over head*

(Repeat for a half hour)

5:30: Kitty chorus: *scratches on the door* FOOOOOD NAO. WE KNOW YOU ARE IN THERE. Nox: WOE. WOOOOOOOOOOE. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOE. I am wasting away. I have not eaten in HOURS. I MIGHT ACTUALLY DIE.

5:35: Me: MOTHERFUCKING FINE, JESUS GODDAMN CHRIST. *gets up to fix their breakfast, clean up the mounds of TP on the floor* *Nox & Mim fed in the kitchen* Me: Olive, 'cmon. Breakfast time. Olive: I don't want none of your stinking breakfast, lady. Me: *picks Olive up, deposits her in the bedroom where breakfast is served* Olive: OMG FOOD.

6:00: Olive: HEY. SLEEPING PERSON. PET ME. Me: No.

6:10: Olive: HEY. SLEEPING PERSON. PET ME. NOW. *lets out the crankiest meow ever* Me: You're going out again.

8:30: Jason: Going to work baby, love you. Me: THE NEXT ENTITY THAT WAKES ME IS GOING TO DIE A FIERY DEATH. I mean, I love you too, honey.

10:30: *I am writing this post. I hear a commotion in the bathroom. Nox has started in on a second roll of TP. The bathroom doorknob is broken. Of course.* Nox: I never knew how fun this was until I saw another cat do it on TV. Me: You would be tasty slathered in BBQ sauce.

So, the US House of Representatives just voted to bar Planned Parenthood from federal funding. PP was already barred from using federal funds to perform abortions, but now the people who use the service for birth control, STD screenings (including HIV), cancer screenings, etc. are also shit out of luck. And by people, I predominantly mean women who are sexually active and making choices about their bodies.

As roaming pointed out, to make this EVEN MORE HORRIFIC, that SAME HOUSE just voted to let the Pentagon use federal funding for NASCAR SPONSORSHIP.

You read that right.

NASCAR is an appropriate use of our tax dollars, but life-saving healthcare for women is not.

The Senate still has to vote, but JESUS FUCKING CHRIST. There is a war on women happening in Congress right now, and anyone who denies it is not living in our fucking Earth reality. THOSE SHITTY MOTHERFUCKERS. I really, really wish I could just leave this goddamn country sometimes-- I am that fucking fed up.

I'm soloing. I'm terrified. I am so freaked out that I'll get up there and totally space on my choreography because I rarely ever do choreography and I won't have Flissy there to look at if I totally blank and OMG.

But at least I'll look pretty, right?