Last night I dreamt I was on the phone (unrealistic I know) and I was listening to this automated message that said I had a subscription to something and to cancel it I had to call this number. So I started typing it in and it just… Kept going. More and more numbers. Then it started telling me to press things like ‘sausage’, which were appearing on the keypad like emojis. When I finally did call the number (again, unrealistic) and asked to cancel the subscription, the person who picked up got upset and said ‘this is hate mail’.

Listen, this ‘helping high schoolers with maths’ thing is going well at the moment but I bet it’s because they’re doing algebra. Algebra is my bitch. But if I end up having to teach them fucking longed division I swear I’m gonna slap my balls and commit aliven’t.

If you live in the United States and you chose not to vote today (I realise there are plenty of reasons people may not have been able to vote), please unfollow me. I don’t have room for that kind of apathy in the face of danger to minority groups on my blog. I know full well voting isn’t going to fix everything on its own but it’s still important. Also fuck you if you voted for like.. Ted Cruz or somebody.

Don’t worry, I’m not just coming for the Americans here; I’ll make another post like this the next time my country has an election because our government is also shitty.

I don’t know what my sister hates more about playing pairs with me: the times when I turn the wrong card over when we just saw the right one two turns ago, or the times when I pick the right card at random by sheer dumb luck.