Posts tagged personal
#Nerd.
I’m at my parent’s house, with my brother because my dad’s TV is way the hell bigger than mine (and 3D)1.
We’re going to watch Iron Man, Iron Man 2, Incredible Hulk, Thor, and Captain America.
Then we’re driving to Muvico to stand in line for 2 hours.
Then I’m going to embarrass my friends for 2 hours and 22 minutes.
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And, to be honest, I thought the frige would be better stocked. ↩
I just stumbled on a tag that I didn’t realize was a pro ana / self harm tag and, my God, the stuff is absolutely heart-breaking. Not just the people dealing with it, but the people that are struggling with recovery from it.
I’m not going to link the tag or say what it is, but I can’t imagine that kind of pain and I’m recognizing that I’m thankful for that.
Come on guys, Just because some girls like the taste of controllers doesn’t mean she’s not a gamer.
I hate this type of stuff and I think it bugs me because it always comes from women, or men who don’t quite grasp the concept of a woman or humanity in general.
Women — everyone actually — can be whatever they want and present that in any manner they choose. Just because you take a sexy picture with an XBOX controller doesn’t make you any less of a gamer than the girls that show up at cons dressed as an obscure character from an anime you’ve never heard of.
Heaven forbid a woman want to feel “sexy” and take a picture while doing so.
The argument of “[this] is what a [that] looks like” is really defeating to all parties involved.
ADDENDUM: I’m not comfortable with the word “slut” appearing on my blog. I have many thoughts on the word and how it’s used that I’m sure I’ll get in to some other time.
Thanks, Kristi.
I have to admit, everything — absolutely everything — has been amazing and I haven’t really talked about it.
There’s so much I want to share, talk about, and get in to, but I’m slowly learning that some things are better not shared, right away.
If I could show heart-broken, job-not-loving, stressed-out, Alex a year ago what Alex today is up to…
I can’t wait to see where this story ends up, knowing the bloody mess in which it started.
This post is a tad emo. I regret nothing.
“ I hope when I die, heaven lets me re-watch my life between ages of 13-15, but with an added laugh track.”
That awkward moment when…
…you realize that starting a sentence with “that awkward moment when…” and then following it up with something that isn’t awkward at all, like “you can’t find the remote” proves that you either don’t know what “awkward” means or that you aren’t as annoyed with sentences that start with “that awkward moment when…” nearly as much as you should be.
sigh, I should probably eat something.
Opened up my Dashboard and saw a full stream of kittens.
Initial thought was that I was still looking at a user’s kitten blog.
Then I realized… “nope. Just Kristi. Rebloggin’ cats.”
Good Morning, Tuesday.
My phone died because it wasn’t on the charger all the way and I have a pounding headache, still.
But it’s Taco Tuesday and I refuse to let today be a bad day.