Hysterically Heddy

IBS. I BS. I BULLSHIT. I am dying out of my bum at work currently and thought why not share with the world a few gross things?! It's perfect. Growing up my mom would talk about her bowel movements a lot. She was always happy to have one. I found it embarrassing. Now I'm 35 forever, and I'm grateful for a normal poop too. I want talking about the human body to be acceptable. How else am I to know if something isn't normal? WebMD? "SORRY MA'AM, IT'S CANCER" "But it's just a rumble above my butt that feels like vibrating and water ..." "I. Said. It's. Cancer. Bitch." No thanks, WebMD. I'll stay ignorant. OR I'll talk about it openly because everyone poops [there's a book about it even]. Most women bleed once a month and don't die. Vomit happens. Pee is different colours sometimes. Vaginas that stink are usually sick. IT'S THE HUMAN FUCKING CONDITION. Anyway, I'm butthurt in more ways than o...

Another weekend draws to a close [yes, today is my Sunday], and I'm trying really hard not eat all the things in memory of my freedom. I do have to say, I've eaten some great food lately, and I did Basic Bitch it up this morning by taking a couple of pictures. Today I'll be extolling the virtues of The Little Lion. Do you see this majestic fucking cup of coffee? DO YOU FUCKING SEE IT??? It has a frothy, tasty crust. Bro had a mini torch he lit my shit up with! What are those called again? I have no idea. But it was MAJESTIC AF. Not only did it look delicious, but a fly wanted to rock some of it with me, and I didn't even notice until I loaded this shit up on Instagram. The coffee was not overwhelmingly sweet either, which one would think it would be liquid sugar. But it was a perfect balance of the coffee flavour and sweetness. My girlfriend got a Vanilla Latte it had beautiful details also, but I don't have access to her pictures unfortunately. The barista dud...

On my way home from work today, I got so emotional. It finally hit me that we lost over thirty people due to mass shootings this weekend. And the rhetoric about mental health being the problem always hits me, because we want to blame everything on being mentally ill but never do anything about mental health. We shut down facilities designed to help, or de-fund them to the point where they're barely useful, staffed by people who are struggling to stay caring while dealing with more case load than they can comfortably keep up with for pay that is practically laughable. So we'll say mental illness is the only cause, then we should be doing something to help the mentally ill. Do I know what we should do? No. I don't know. I know that I'm so very tired of seeing the headlines of another mass shooting by some over-privileged white American guy. I can have a whole rant about toxic masculinity, I could share my opinion about gun control and piss off some of the people the fol...