February 2010
January 2010
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Would you please tell us 3 things you and Buck Angel have in common?
This is an excellent question. First, I would have to say that we have in common tremendous inner turmoil - Buck’s gender identity, and my own struggle with confidence and self-esteem issues.
Second, we have a fondness for tattoos. While Buck has several, several more than I do, they are tastefully done...
“Companies who give deals exclusively to new customers only shock people who’ve...”
– via my friend, the recently-engaged @ CourtneyReimer. (via tj)
Dear fucking dickwad Last.fm,
hellamike:
In my previous letter to you I bitched about hearing 2 different song twice in a three hour time frame. I figured maybe it was a hiccup.
No, you have played those two songs, and others at least 4 times each today.
I have 98 artists in my library, can’t you play one of them?
I thought I’d give myself a break from the music on my iPhone but clearly that was a mistake. I’m done using...
I feel kind of guilty for reblogging so much...
Sorry for being such an unoriginal bastard. I’m a fucking piece of repeating shit.
I said it out loud to normal, non-Internets, and...
sniffyjenkins:
So these people came to my house today from a big, glossy women’s mag to take some photos of me. It was surreal, anxiety-inducing, bizarre but fun. They were lovely, funny, professional women and made me feel totally at ease being plastered in inches of makeup, dressed in gauzy tops and stared at for hours.
Towards the end of the shoot (Ha! “the shoot”! OMGWTFBBQ) the director...
Cut-and-Paste functionality for the iPad is slated...
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Things I Fully Intend To Do, Eventually:
Learn HDR photography
Start writing a novel
Move
Headbutt a guy (or strong woman)
Take some nice pictures with my prohibitively expensive camera
Get a new bed
Be more creative
What I should be doing this weekend:
Writing
Entertaining you all on Tumblr, and Twitter, and Facebook
Cleaning my house
My taxes
What I will be doing, instead:
Playing Mass Effect 2
Playing Modern Warfare 2
Sleeping
Fucking
My favorite part of celebrity deaths are when all...
What?
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Let’s say you’ve written an autobiography. What would you call it? Would it be thick or thin? And would it have illustrations or diagrams?
It would be called _That Guy In the Background_, and it would be thin. For irony. It would have illustrations and diagrams, and most of them would be of lady’s reproductive systems.
What would you like the Easter Bunny to bring you?
Peanut M&Ms, a...
Okay, fine.
Ask me stuff.
I don't want to reblog The Daily What all day, so... →
BIONIC WOMAN.
frageelaytwit:
katydidsays:
In two days I’ll be in Pittsburgh meeting with a new doctor about a total hip replacement. Reading everything I can get my hands on over the past few weeks about the procedure and alternative procedures has left me feeling more scared shitless than informed.
What scares me most are the numbers.
Three to five days in the hospital. Four to six weeks before I can...
WatchRamirez has to do EVERYTHING.
Hang on... Inventing something called a Peanut...
Class Motherfucking Act. →
123456 Is A Shitty Password, You Guys.
How to not create a password - Analysis done by Impervia, using 32,000 compromised passwords. A good, non-technical read for securing your personal information.
Key highlights:
Don’t use the same password for Facebook as you do on work computers, or webmail/banking sites.
Use non-alphanumeric characters
Use passphrases instead of passwords - they’re longer and easier to remember.
...
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Edwards Admits Paternity of Love-Child
2009 was the year of Celebrity Deaths.
2010 is the year of Celebrities Admitting What the Rest Of Us Already Knew.
(source)
Once again, my instinct not to trust people with newscaster hair is correct.
My business model will consist solely of suing...
Discovery
cloudya:
The moment my boyfriend walked in the door, he could tell something was wrong.
“What is it?” he asked. I said nothing, simply took his hand in mine and put it over my left breast.
It would have been erotic, sensual, if it hadn’t been for the fear in my face. Funny, how fear can take an intimate moment and twist it, shape it, and make it something ugly. Something less pleasant, but...
For thirty years I have let people define me.
For the last two, I have been changing that.