(Part of the Ebola Mom series)
Yup. Still a humorless bitch.
Tag Archives: NYC
The Pope is in NYC!!!
Having the Pope in town is awesome as long as he stays in one place the entire time and that place is not a place I had planned to go to in the next few days.
So basically he needs to stay off my couch.
Third World Country
They say it’s important to visit a third world country– ANY third world country– in order to gain perspective and appreciate what you have. So here I am in Laguardia airport.
This has to count.
#perspectivegained #thisplacemakesmesad
Waiting for a text from Ebola Mom…
in 5…4…3…2…
The good news is that it can NOT be spread by human contact.
The bad news is that Batshit McGee will NOT understand this.
Side note: the symptoms are headache, fatigue, and confusion– so I’ve either had this disease my entire damn life, or I wouldn’t even notice if I DID contract it.
Win-win!
Not exactly what I meant by “Make yourself at home.”
That moment when you stop by your apartment and see that your subletter has drawn a huge, ejaculating penis on your window.
#pride
This city is fucking awesome. Sometimes. 
Way to be all-inclusive, DOE
I would like to thank the NYC Dept of Education student-survey-makers for putting me in the position where I had to answer this question from a kid:
“Miss Emily, for number 30– what does ‘other’ mean?”
I can’t explain exactly why…
…but I just found this to be fucking hilarious. I kind of feel like I need to know this person.
Horrible
It’s horrible when people don’t stand up and give their seat to the elderly on the subway.
So again, ma’am, I’m sorry. But I’m hot and tired, too.
#publicschool
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