Quick reality check: if your biggest problem after the last year and a half is that you’ve missed being hugged, you don’t actually have any fucking problems.
I just finished serving my second 30-day sentence in Facebook Jail and I have to say, outside of Trump hogging the TV remote and switching it to Fox News all the fucking time, it really wasn’t so bad in there.
My friend Trish told me that she was on Dundas Street when a van drove by and a guy with a megaphone told her that Jesus didn’t want us to take the vaccine. I told her that maybe the guy who chose to die by way of crucifixion to save mankind from its sins isn’t the one I want to take my self-care advice from.