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Sometimes, I feel like I will never be able to live my very best queer life because I developed an allergy to cats in my late teens. Yes, I’ve heard there are hypoallergenic options, but however much money it takes to obtain a hypoallergenic cat isn’t really in my financial picture at the moment. Plus, I don’t really have anything in my life planned past a few months from now, so making the long-term commitment of pet-having isn’t really feasible for me.
But when my friend asked me if I could care for her turtle for a year while she lived abroad, my answer was an immediate yes. A year with a turtle, it seemed to me, was a perfectly acceptable short-term alternative to a cat – mostly because it wouldn’t make me want to scratch my eyes out of my face, but also because my general impression was that turtles are chill and low-maintenance while also being willing to react with affectionate enthusiasm towards their human captors.
7 Ways I’ve Compared My Pet Turtle to a Cat
‘Tis the season for having a mostly drunk bottle of leftover champagne or sparkling wine in the fridge. First of all, you can totally still drink it. Second, you can also make it into so many things. There are sweet options like donuts and waffles and champagne cake, but there are also loads of savory ones, like clams and cream sauces and risotto. Use it straight from the bottle, as in the following recipes, or turn it into vinegar and live all your dreams. Also, unless you were drinking some weird flavored bullshit, consider using it in any recipe that might call for white wine. BAM.
24 Things To Do With Leftover Champagne (Besides Drink It)
I read the book, not by checking it out and bringing it home, but by taking it off the shelf, going upstairs and to the back corner of the library, and reading it, forty five minutes at a time, always putting it back where I found it before going back to class. I was afraid that if I checked it out, the librarian would give me a look that meant she saw who I really was, even if I couldn’t admit that that part of me existed. So I sat up there, alone, constantly looking up from the page, devouring the book and being terrified that I would be found out.
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We want to get to the point where space flight can be as reusable and cost effective as hopping on an airplane.
Carmen’s asking some hard-hitting questions in this year’s Christmakwanzakah open thread. Çome get weird with us!
My aunt owns a party store in New Jersey, and every year the town has a Christmas parade on Black Friday. The streets are always packed with families, which is great for local businesses. Even though Halloween has just passed, my aunt recruits me and my cousins to dress up in costumes and walk around, drumming up business for the store. Inside, my very Jewish grandparents dress up as Santa and Mrs. Claus, because (as they put it) why the hell not? My grandfather gets a kick out of little kids sitting on his lap, utterly convinced that he’s the real deal. Everything is ridiculous. They will do this every single year for my entire childhood.