A random older guy stopped me on my walk this morning, looked at Isabella and said, “Your dog, she is elderly, no?”
Yes, yes she is.
It was cold in the summertime
We were happy just to be alive
Can’t believe Nini Coco didn’t intubate someone for her talent.
Could it stop fucking snowing omg
The world sucks, but yesterday my bus driver on the 55 was really hot, so there’s still some things worth celebrating.
Happy Friday!
Well it finally happened. A female coworker asked if I’d watched Heated Rivalry.
Who among us hasn’t had to turn Air Force One around because we’re pretty sure we locked the front door but we just wanna be sure.
Snowy winter’s eve in Boston.
How about those Pats? (Ignore me, I’m practicing for interacting with straight people at work.)
Bus stuff.
Got excited because I saw one of the T’s new battery electric buses tonight.
Coming out as someone who thinks the word twunk is stupid.
Apropos of nothing, I really love the 109 bus.
Hot mess express implies the existence of a hot mess local.
Having a boyfriend sounds nice, but going on a first date sounds like the worst thing to ever happen.
Did four hours at Boda Borg on Sunday and my knees are very mad at me.
I think Ed Markey should retire instead of running again, but I’m not voting for some centrist twit.
A gay romance novel about two subway conductors called Mixed Signals.
Can now confirm that Isabella’s vet is just as beautiful when I see him at the gay bar as when I see him at her appointments. 😅
OMG is that store employee Briar Blush?
Wish dot com Jinkx!
I love Suki Doll.
MARTA!
Took a little trip to visit my alma mater today. Can’t believe it’s been [redacted] years since I graduated.
Orange Line Holiday Train! Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas to the person who ralphed on the sidewalk in front of my house.
Oh I cried cried at episode 5 of Heated Rivalry.
Christmas came early! The City of Somerville gave us new trash cans to replace our old ones with all the rat holes.
Holiday train!
