Can I just keep a personal fish tank of the kind of fish that those pedicure places use to eat the skin off your feet?
punkrockbeth
@punkrockbeth.bsky.social
Prancing disaster. Socialist. Dog mom to Minnie Pearl and girlfriend to TheWrongSongs. Costume archivist. Lifelong Nashvillain. (She/her/uncle) 🎡🔥⚡️💎👽🪩🦅
If you give Bill Maher the thumbs down on HBO, they will stop showing you his smug fucking face. Pretty cool.
Receiving a dick pic from a guy is like your cat bringing you a dead mouse. I can see you're proud, but I'm not touching it.
I have been sleeping on satin pillowcases for years while lying to myself and saying they’re just as good as silk. Today I finally put some real silk pillowcases on. Holy shit. The difference is insane.
I have a friend with a 6 month old baby that is WALKING on her own already, steady as can be. This is my actual idea of Hell.
Nashville has really grown over the last couple decades but it will never beat the Small Town allegations because you absolutely will see a person from college that you hate when you go pick up some carry-out. Fuck you, Shane aka Pimp Daddy Supreme. You sucked in the 90s and you suck now.
Tomorrow marks the beginning of birthday month. And seeing as how I am an August Leo I plan to be unbearable for the entire month.
My daddy and the fire ring he built out of the chimney stones of the house that used to be on this farm. This 10 acres will be mine and I think I wanna build a hobbit house there.
It is July 31st. Nashville is the same temp as the surface of the sun. I long for winter.
The internet is pushing Greece on me HARD this morning. Maybe I will just run away to Santorini and pretend to be Eurotrash.
The fancy Ramen always messes up the sauce packet - just give us our powdered umami and get out.
I need to live my truth. I like cheap unhealthy ramen noodles better than fancy healthy ones.
Gotta shut down the factory that makes this kinda guy
confession: i like those accounts where the owner posts as their pet in poorly typed english. i think it's funny and it makes me smile to think of a kitty cat saying something like "i am poastingg"
The Odyssey was so good that I am mad at it. Infuriatingly good film. Casting is perfect. Scored perfectly. Costumes are wonderful. Anne Hathaway’s best work. Leguizamo was pitch perfect. Samantha Morton as Circe was blood chilling. No complaints. So mad.
Absolutely brimming with gratitude this morning. Rad job. Rad family. Rad partner. Rad dog. Rad friends. My life is fuckin rad. This heartburn can suck it tho.
I cracked my toilet seat during my bidet dance a few weeks ago. I have purchased a replacement. And yet somehow, I have a mental block about installing the new one, even though the broken one BITES the back of my leg and makes me bleed. This is my particular brand of mental illness.
The Canadians showing up daily to brag about being able eat lettuce are not helping. Your smug bullshit seems to be ignoring the fact that your Indigenous folks have been fleeing their tribal lands by boat due to wildfires.
Their demand for historical accuracy goes straight out the window once the guys start fucking each other.
Holy shit those bags that are like crocs but a big tote bag? They cost $100. Barf.
Today, I discovered a deep, personal affinity for washing vintage clothing by hand.