there is a terrible irony in being stuck in coach class and being then being picked up at the airport by a guy with my name on a placard who drives a towncar

it’s a three hour flight.  is eating a FULL CHICKEN DINNER fucking necessary??  it’s happening right behind me or there would be a picture

guy in front of me reclined. so i do too. it’s fucking coach. as soon as i do, the bitch behind me starts pushing against my seat non-stop until i address her. i told her that when he unreclines, so will i. she starts shouting that she has no room. i compromised and moved it up partially, but how about fuck you?

i’m literally living “home for the holidays.” FML

so, i’m doing a little shopping in super cute downtown + historic Grapevine, TX tonight; killing time before my flight.  i walked out of a store, clicked the keys to the silver Camry i was assigned, walked around and got into the car.  the car felt weird.  the seat was all wrong and it smelled funny inside the car.  i couldn’t figure out what was wrong.  then i saw the white hard hat on the passenger seat and realized i was in the wrong car!  the car parked in front of me was a silver nissan altima, which was clearly left unlocked.  thank god no one saw me.  i do feel a little dirty.

the camry i rented on tuesday had 1,800 miles on it. i just turned it in, thankfully in the dark, with the fuck scraped outta the front passenger wheel and hubcap and it wasn’t driving very smoothly after i hit some roadkill which i believe was a squirrel.

if you’re in a middle seat, you get ONE armrest.  not both.  it’s not your rowmates fault that you’re in the mush pot.

While the words are still coming slowly, I am disappointed that America voted the way it did. However, I am an American first. In many ways, I have shattered the glass ceiling in my own life. I am proud of the person I am; at the end of the day I know that I embody what is good in this world. For now, that will have to be enough.  
As tough as it is, I will not let the proverbial bastards get me down. I will continue to be a kind and inclusive person, I will continue to donate to PP and do what I can to make my family and community a safe and welcoming environment for all.  
The system worked. It may not be fair, but life isn’t always fair. If the system needs to be changed, then let’s do it. But, today, as we enter into what appears to be unchartered waters, I hope we can all stick together and remember that we are Americans first. Every single one of us matters and brings something to the party. America has always been great and will continue to be. Let’s make the best of the position in which we are in; continue to fight vehemently for what each of us believes in and remember that we are stronger together than as individuals. As Obama said on election night, the sun is going to continue to rise. He’s right. What we choose to do with each day is up to us. I hope we choose to continue to move forward and be kind.