Well, Now I'm Not Doing It.

I am having so much fun with this one. I might make it into a patch for the back of a jacket. Or just a little wall hanging. We’ll see.

You can’t reason with a N*zi. You can’t gracefully debate them. You can only shun or hurt them. It’s the only thing that resonates with them. I think them choosing to cover their faces means they know their beliefs could or would ostracize them in their communities and it sort of proves my point. Granted, many of us are kinda indifferent which is also a problem, but I can’t believe that after a decade of this we’re still thinking we can reason with N*zi assholes.

We had sheet pan pizza and a big salad for dinner, and now I’m going to smoke this enormous preroll I got that will hopefully make me fall asleep quickly as my neighbors pretend it’s D Day outside and I guess that’s on my least favorite holiday.

I’m doing everything I can, extra deodorant, natural fibers (also difficult as a plus size person I’ll point out), extra water, anti sweat face lotion, carrying and extra shirt, and I still am just…drenched when I get to work.

And this is also how I found out that all the valkyries who have their names written in any of the sagas were named after acts of war.

I made a few mistakes and went Seattle to Miami instead of Maine to Arizona a few times but it’s pretty forgiving.

Like I think it’d be interesting! It sounds like the intent was maybe for it to be like a worlds fair or something but because these chuds turn everything they touch into shit, it’s just as rinky dink as anything else they’ve done.