Molly Goatwax

Advocate for yourself

Yesterday I was feeling hungry and entitled, having limited myself to government benefit food, to a prepared, delivered meal. So I picked up my phone and my newly issued bank card. I wound up with an abominably salty lamb saag and got angry but ate a portion of it anyway. Today, I called up the restaurant and complained, adding, “ now I feel icky”. Well, now I’m getting a full refund including the delivery fee. As I should.

Ho him

The weeks fall by. I’ve fallen into a settled remission routine in quarantine.

The Covid-19 vaccine is coming

The Covid-19 vaccine is coming to our senior tower next week! No standing in line, no traveling or anything! And it’s free and a public service that everyone needs. Some day we won’t have to sequester ourselves in our units, afraid.

Now I have regained my

Now I have regained my composure, but I don’t know what to do with it. All sorts of hacks are afoot, spamming me by WiFi and usps. I’ve stopped being angry about it, I want to advocate against this junk taking up my time and defying my efforts to unsubscribe. I know it’s freedom of speech and all that, but I don’t know how the African penis enhancement crawled onto my phone nor how to get rid of it.