A waste of mankind's potential

Expert on economic affairs right here.
Why she hasn't been hired to bail out the economy I'll never know.

What music lifts you up when you’re feeling down?

Today's writer's block.
Ready for an insightful answer?

I'm not entirely sure.
Weird.

POOOOSTING ON LIIIIVEJOURNAL!
Yesterday's writer's block was interesting:

Where were you?

It took me a solid five minutes to figure out what they were talking about. Then I remembered it was 9/11 and I had to act all silent and deferential to my computer like someone was watching.
I must say everyone's "spiritual" and "insightful" answers about INNOCENCE LOST are about as tacky as expected.

Our grandparents were visiting and we were just about to leave to go to Pikes Peak, I mean the top of the Peak. But we waited to leave the house till we saw everything happen on the news. We still went though and it was still fun. It was nice to have a reminder of how big God is.

We have no fear, because God knows all and he has all ready defeated our enemies.

Yeah, remember how God told the Navy SEALS right where bin Laden was and then on 9/12 al Qaeda fell?
Me neither.

Okay,

So I was reading something about the movie "Horrible bossess" and in one post I read that Jennifer Aniston's character calls her assistant a Faggot. Well - he should report her to HR or something - sue her for sexual harassment. I won't, however, denounce the use of the word. As most people have pointed out, her character is supposed to be a horrible person.

Okay calm down, he's a fucking character in a movie. He's not real.

Okay,
So weird shit happens in fandom. Not that I mind. I don't read mpreg or that switching a male character into a female character because I think it's kinda lame. If you're gonna write a slash fic about Harry/Draco or Apollo/Starbuck - turning one character into a female to make it het - to me - is a cop out. It means the Author can't stand homosexual relationships and insists on changing an aspect to suit their morals.

Truly this is the only problem with fanfiction.
What the fuck kind of bizarro world are you living in where that's the one flaw of fanfiction?
YOU KNOW I REALLY HATE IT WHEN CHARACTERS GENDER BEND.

Okay,

So I am a very weird person and this really has nothing to do with politics even though I'm gonna put it under that tag.

Okay.

Okay, first, politican's can't make jobs. They never could and they never will. They can all say they can, but that's just a load of shit.

OKAY GUYS GET READY OKAY OKAY OKAY this is like the fifth "okay" in this blog and I've gone through three entries. Also no politician has ever created a job by starting a federal program. That has never happened in the history of civilization-- oh wait the Mesopotamians were doing that shit. My mistake.

Seriously, the economy is something that changes on a whim. It took a long time for the world to get out of the Great Depression

Actually it didn't take that long due to a little something you might have read about called WORLD WAR II.

and seeing as how America isn't in food lines - and I mean that for everyone not just the homeless - I don't see it as a very difficult "depression".

You know how I'm reading this? "I don't really know what a recession or a depression is."

The Economy has to right itself. I know it sucks. But it will get better.

Fucking magically it has to right itself. It magically got into trouble so it has to magically correct itself. Despite it being a construct of human endeavor, no human endeavor can possibly hope to fix it. I'm pretty sure this is how we got into this problem in the first place.

and, seeing as how I'm a conservative, I never did believe Obam's dumb arsed promises.

I mean seriously, I never trust anyone who can make speaches that get a bunch of other people into some weird hive-mind mentality (is that a double negative or a double positive?)

So you've never trusted any politician ever.
A good idea to be sure but don't pretend like Obama invented this notion.
Also:
>speaches

to start shouting "we can change" or whatever the hell they were chanting. Sorry - but when some dude can do that...I'm gonna be on guard because the last guy was German, didn't have a telepromter and killed a bunch of Innocent people. *cough HITLERcough*

Pretty sure the last guy to do that was George W. Bush and Clinton before him and Bush Senior before him and Reagan before him but whatever. I'm not the expert on politics and economics that you clearly are.

Am I wrong to suspect this of someone who can give a good speach?

I mean a little. Obama is an inept leader for sure but I definitely wouldn't call him the next Hitler.

Ah,t he joys of America - where we can believe whatever we want as long as we don't go around blowing people up. :)

Ah the joys of America-- where we can say whatever we want wherever we want no matter how uneducated we may be or how uninformed our opinion is.

Have I talked about this before? I'm sure I've ranted about it. But...Seeing as how I am a writer, I take this very, very seriously.

Okay, I will start with this.

Okay. The title is "Post on Plagiarism" and before I even read it I'm guessing she did something wrong and it's somehow not her fault.

I took a college class once and I turned in an essay. I know for a fact that my essay was on the bottom of the stack and our professor had a dickens of a time grading and getting them back to the class on time. Also, because I'm anal. I asked if I had to have a citations page at the end? you know the page that lists all the sources you researched for your essay? right, anyway, she said it was optional and since I hate doing that page, I opted not to do it.

>Citation
>optional
Not in any class I've ever taken, no.
She probably interpreted that as "a separate page for citations" and you probably interpreted it as "no citations needed" in which case you are provably an idiot.

Now,

When one quotes a person there are TWO ways to give credit to that person. A) Say so-and-so said once...and then use the quote within quotation marks, or B) Quote and then the person's name. As LONG as you have the name to the quote, it's not plagiarism.

No, actually. To avoid plagiarism you'd have to prove in a court of law that you could trace where you got the quote. I know in classes I've taken that includes in text citation (author's name plus page number) and then at the end you have to include such information as the author's name, the book/article/whatever you got the idea from and then you have to list the publisher and other details. In fact you have to cite it even if you just borrow an idea from it and don't quote it. I've cited things and there were no quotations involved.

My teacher told me I had plagiarised, and when I obviously pointed out I had the guys name, she still said I'd plagiarised.

BECAUSE YOU DID.
Two things universities take seriously: accusations of cheating and accusations of plagiarism. Don't joke or fuck around with either of those. Cover your ass. I used to print out two citation pages in case the page got ripped off. It has happened to me.

So, I told her to show me EXACTLY where I'd done it. and she didn't. She gave me a bunch of lame, non-commital answers whcih just made me realized she probably didn't remember me nor did she remember my essay. She was just done with me. Anyway, to say the least I despised that teacher after that day.

"That's really odd because I had a citation page-- maybe it got ripped off? Is there any way I can hand it into you again, or send you my essay via email? I'm really sorry this happened and I'd like to correct it if at all possible."
Professors are humans too, and I'm sure if you tried to charm her a little she'd look the other way this once.
Instead you probably took the defensive and she has more to deal with than your bullshit so she began to resent you.

First. I never plagarised in that essay. I wish I knew where it was now so I could review it. But, I probably got rid of it out of anger.

So what happened? I know at the university I went to plagiarism means you get expelled and your entire record wiped and you can't go back to that university. It's basically total annihilation at that institution.

I've brought this up as an example that any alligations of Plagiarism is horrible. To an honest writer like myself it makes me feel like a heel. Just because other students do this. It doesn't mean that I do it. I've never done it because I feel very confident in my abilities to write something original and awesome.

Sounds like hubris to me.
Like there's no way this precious snowflake could make a mistake.
WONDER WHY THE PROFESSOR DIDN'T LET YOU REDO THIS?

There are a few things I do want to point out though -

You can't steal ideas.
If Idea's could be copy writed,

>If ideas (brotip: an apostrophe doesn't mean "look out, here come's an s!") could be copyrighted
>IF ideas could be copyrighted
IDEAS CAN BE FUCKING COPYRIGHTED YOU STUPID CUNT.
Here's your problem: not only are you completely uneducated (not a bad thing or character flaw) your ignorance and hubris completely magnifies the former quality to the point where no one can stand you.

no one could write a story about an orphan kid that goes to a magical school or even, some how learns how to use his/her magical abilites.

You can but when you start calling it Harry Potter then you might run into a few problems.
There's a pretty big difference between plagiarism and inspiration.

Also, no one could write a Space Opera involving battle stars and capes. Nor could any one write about a human girl falling in love with a Pervy Vampire.

But these are just general outlines of ideas. They don't constitute the whole idea.
Are you fucking with me or are you really this stupid?

The idea is to take these plots and put your own original spin onto them. It wouldn't be enough to change the magical kid into a girl and call her Harriette, unles it was a parody, in which case its all rather fuzzy. Anyway, you have to do more to make the story original.

>parody is fuzzy
Not really. Parody laws are pretty explicit, in fact.

I've taken steps to turn my own fan fics into original stories while yet keeping the same theme. I've changed name and place names but that's not enough. I have to re-write the character's to not resemble the fan ficced ones in any way shape or form. Even if I do keep a few small details - the point is pretty simple.

Does Plagiarism happen? indeed it does and if anyone does it knowingly and non-accidentally - I want to see them be called on that.

You really have no idea how the world works, do you?

However, I'm afraid that some acusations of Plagiarism are accidental. as in my case there wasn't any proof and my teacher just assumed it - I know it's hard to proove that, but seeing as how I haven't any history of such a despicable habit - meh, what do I care what a dumb teacher says!

Well, not to contradict an expert on all affairs but this would be a civil case in which case you would actually have to prove you didn't plagiarize. The law does work that way, yes.

In the comic world it is a normal occurance for people to take pictures of sky lines, put them on a white board, and then copy over. However, this isn't plagiarism if you use your own photo's for this purpose. The funny thing about this practice is that I was told in one of my how to draw manga pics to trace other works.

... Tracing is legal, you do realize.
Now when you trace Goku and rename him Boku and then try to sell it as Dragon Crystal Z then I think you might run into a few issues.

I understand that in this book they don't mean for me to claim it as my own. Even a tracing can't be all that accurate. After all, we never sign our names the same way twice. Therefore, even a drawing of Edward Elric can be concidered fan art and even if I didn't give credit to the original Mangaka, people would know it's fan art.

What is happening?
Am I dying?

Sometimes, I've seen the absence of a disclaimer on fan fic, and I know it's fan fiction and for some reason I think the author believes we should know it's fan fiction. Still, different practices and all that. I prefer to use a disclaimer. But that's how I leant to do it in the first place.

So we've gone from school essays to drawing to fanfiction--

So, after all this random, random rambling...
Plagiarism is a horrible thing and no is allowed to do it. :)

Really?
That's your conclusion?
Because you seemed to be arguing for plagiarism in a few instances.
There are six comments. I hope they've called her a stupid cunt for me.
No they haven't.

It is a sad sight when a paragraph is bunched into a block without mercy. When all actions are put into a single sentance and thought does not matter. Much. I implore all writer's to try and be more kind to their story. The scenery around the characters and action is a blur that no one notices. How can one not notice what is around them at one single time?

Wow. That is really funny that you are telling me to watch how I write when there is not a solitary sentence in this paragraph that doesn't contain at least one error.
The plagiarist who can't spell simple words and doesn't know how possessives work is telling me to watch my writing.
I can't get over it.

Details matter. I do not care who implores you to be rid of Adjectives. Those sorts of people must be livid with hatred towards highly thought out, and colourful words that writer's have implored for ages. In today's age, we speak in sub-par language, gone are the days were writing was an art that was vastly appreciated.

Now it is all simplyfy your writing. Say what you mean in two words or less.

Please, take your time, add your details, and do not - I say - do not become a racist against "ly" words.

... Adjectives-- racism--
Adjectives-- adjectives aren't a race, you do realize. They aren't human. While I suppose you can technically be prejudiced against them most people would consider prejudice as only applied to humans. I suppose you can be biased against them but that's really a scholarly debate rather than an actual injustice.
I can't believe how fucking stupid you are. It almost has me sitting in awe.

I'm a writer.
My goal in life is to explore the world however I can, any way I can.

I mainly do this through slash fiction. It works for me. I can write female character's but I prefer a male/male love romance. What does that say about me? either I am sexually screwed up - or...well...I'm a writer.

It says you're creatively bankrupt, I know that.

I always have a hard time seperating out my work from my religion. Technically, I'm Christian.
Yeah, you wouldn't know it from what I write, would you? and I am faced with this question each and every time I go to write a love scene between two men...


Is this a one way ticket to Hell?


On one hand I'd say no. It's fantasy. I'm not doing it. But the bible say's that if you look at another person with lust in your heart, you have commited a sin.

There you have it.

Only....the people I'm writing about don't exist. They're fiction. Even when I had a boy-friend I didn't think about having sex with him. I thought about the life we could spend together. Really, the sex part is second hand to the friendship you share with the special person in your life.

I'm pretty sure there's a passage in the Bible about twisting the word of God to suit your own needs. But whatever, you are the expert on all affairs.

I don't know if what I write is a sin. The Bible isn't very clear on it. I don't honsetly think I'll go to hell for writing - what sort of punishment would I recieve? everyone has fantasies. How is it the a straight fantasy isn't bad while a homosexual and lesbian one is? or why is it that two girls kissing is acceptable but not two guys?

You just quoted the part of the Bible where it says if you've committed sin in your heart then it's as bad as actually doing that thing. You admit to having sexual fantasies so by the Bible's logic (if you want to call it that) you are living with lust and lust is a mortal sin.
THERE IS NO WEASELING YOUR WAY OUT OF THIS.
FUUUUCK.
Oh God, no.
I think I'm out.

How to be hipster well into your 40s

At some point doing the double down of liking lame stuff "ironically" to seem somehow so not interested in being cool that you pull a quantum physics move so awesome it'd give Stephen Hawking a boner and you enter a quantum superstate of both cool and not cool at the same time has to stop working. I reckon that stops the second you get a real job and start having to pay taxes, but apparently some people figure it's a good idea to be this way well into your forties. And you're married. And have children.
While she hasn't outright said it the implication I'm getting here is she doesn't let her children watch TV or movies or play the vidya or have fun in a misguided belief that these things destroy creativity.
This is especially ironic because she writes fanfiction about Harry Potter.
I'm not joking. This is about to happen.
A woman in her forties with a child of driving age writing fanfiction period seems insane to me but Harry fucking Potter fanfiction?
Are you for real?

If you could become a member of the opposite sex for just one day, what would you do?

Today's writer's block. A lot of people said they wouldn't become a member of the opposite sex but the question doesn't really seem to imply that's a choice, but it does start with "if" so I believe the question is poorly worded.
I'm genuinely surprised at how trite the answers were, too. I know I regularly state all these bloggers might as well be the same person as they just repeat the same shit over and over but I figured with all the gender angst people have on the internet they could come up with something a little more substantive than "pee standing up and masturbate." My mistake, I suppose.

That's easy; my husband. It would be so slashtastic. I would put those peggers to shame.

To my eternal shame I know what "slash" means but I'm still a little confused on "pegger" in this context. Slash is like-- uhh-- you take Harry Potter/Odysseus from the Odyssey and they have gay sex and are in a relationship. See the backslash indicates-- yeah.
Fuck the police.
Let's not get into how I know this, in fact.
"Pegging", or the definition I learned at least, is when a woman puts a strap-on on and puts it into a man's ass. You know like regular sex except exactly opposite.

My life is insane but the themes of sex and death, loss, longing, and sudden diamonds strewn across one's path are constants.

Man that was a purple, pretentious line.

If I read a book that started like that I would immediately vomit on it.
I'm not puking on my expensive monitor, though.

A great deal has happened.

My mother has round after round of inconclusive tests involving debilitating pain in her side. So far the thought is adhesions from emergency gallbladder surgery 30 years ago. Woo hoo.


Alpha has left home. She is 15 but living in dorms at an academically focused boarding school and already at work preparing to represent her school in a mathematic competition in Singapore in the spring.

"Alpha" is her first child.
She codenamed them (or, indeed, regularly named them) after the first three letters in the Greek alphabet.
The implication here is her beta child is less important or worthwhile or even less of a human than her alpha child if we're going by typical application of the term but I'm guessing she didn't think that far.

This has been the hardest on her father and brother. They are both wandering around vaguely bereft half the time. Whenever I start to miss her I remeber that she is embarking on adulthood and having the time of her life and I feel incredibly happy for her.

"Remeber" indeed.
At the ripe old age of 15. Time to get out of the house and experience the world.

As the world out there beyond my keyboard may, or may not, know I took a job at a liquor store almost exactly a year (okay 13 months) ago. Since it has been one of several factors slowing down my posting I thought I would fill you in a bit.

Oh yeah all this pretentiousness later and she works at a fucking liquor store.

A break down of my day goes something like this;

And she doesn't know how to use a semicolon. That's the second time I've caught you not using one properly. Look, it's not that significant of a punctuation mark. If the rules aren't clear in your head just don't use it at all.
I will give you a massive hint on how to use them, though: they can effectively replace a period but they cannot effectively replace a comma or a colon.
And what follows is about 15 paragraphs of description of menial chores.
I am still alive but just barely.

I am, however writing away (200 some odd pages since march) on some non-hp projects, one of which is a finishing up of the steampunk project.

All writes have a Harry Potter fanfiction project and their non-fanfiction project is steampunk.
I'm happy to report I have neither of these things.
I'm all about the cyberpunk still.
In fact, thank you, Firefox. Firefox acknowledges cyberpunk as a word but not steampunk.
There can be no greater way to encapsulate how I feel about these two things.

Eldest child, Alpha, is leaving home in August for boarding school concentrating on maths and sciences.

"Maths". This woman is American, keep in mind.

Beta boy is depressed about this and is convinced I should go with him to the post secondary school of his choice, the London School of Puppetry. He's 12 so I am pretty sure he will rethink this by the time he is 18.

You do realize calling someone "beta boy" is directly questioning his manhood, right?
Behavioral science? Hello? Alpha wolf versus beta?
No?
Alpha wolf gets his choice of the girl wolves?
No?
Fuck it.
I mean wanting to get into puppetry pretty much cements his status as "forever beta" but you could at least back the ninja up a little, mom. Christ.

Delta, 7, is the most philosophical about the changes "She wants to go so I'm glad she got in, but I'll miss her."

Gamma is the next letter in the Greek alphabet, chief.
Then Delta.
Then Epsilon.
Zeta, Eta, Theta, Iota, Kappa, etc.

What are your best and worst personality traits? Do you think your friends would agree?

I don't remember this writer's block at all.

My biggest flaw is that I am too honest in a completely awkward, overwhelming, and sometimes rude way. I also tend to be very overemotional, particularly on topics that are close to my heart. As in when someone online is disengenuous about their motives or POV I tend to want to bludgeon them to death with a baby seal.

>getting mad at shit online
>not knowing how to spell disingenuous

Live Journal tends to be fluid and friends lists grow over tiem and I don't post as often or as philosophically as I did before I had a work-a-day job so the newbies on my list might not be aware of this but I am not a Christian.

I do like the implication that being your friend is a skill you need to work at when you say "newbie to my friendlist".

I'm not bothered by Christians who don't try to push it on me, either personally or politically, unfortunately a large contingent fit in the pushy category.

I live in the US so this is not some accident that I am not a believer. It's not that I have never heard the story. It's not that no one has ever tried to convert me (insert eyeroll). It's not that I don't see the social and economic advantages to becoming a Christian, since more than 90% of job interviews in my stupid city have include a query, veiled or unveiled, about my "church home".

>Not lying on job applications

Which brings me to missionaries.
They drive me nuts. Few things make my blood boil quicker than a missionary.
As an Ndn I have had some experience with missionaries, both personally and historically.
The thing that gets me about them is this, a former flist member said in their defense "They're only trying to show you a better way to live."

Soak that in for a moment. Think about the implications.

>Implications
What am I doing?

The assumption is that their philosophy, their culture, their way of life is better than that of the poor heathen they are trying to harrangue into changing. Why is that? What is it founded on? Because they're white?

I'm looking at your avatar and so are you.
MAD.
MAD ABOUT NONSENSE.
Here, listen to this and be gone with ye.

Those who rely on protection grow complacent

I was just reminiscing a few days ago that I vaguely missed anorexia blogs.
Then I found one and I remembered why they are banned.
But you know what never gets boring or tedious?
TRANSSEXUALS.
Oh wait, did I say "never gets boring or tedious"? Because I meant "always was boring and tedious."
Man. I'm having a lot of trouble paying attention today because I've been playing SPACE MARINE and if I'm so desensitized to everything now if I don't see a graphic decapitation on screen every ten seconds I fall into a mild state of catatonia.

If you could travel back in time, what would you tell your 10-year-old self?

PUUUUURGE THE XEEEEEEEEEEEEENOS is what I'd tell my 10 year old self.
NO HOPE IN DEFIANCE.

Tell mom and dad how you really feel about being a boy. Because you're not. You're beautiful inside and out and you shouldn't let anyone tell you differently.

You know what's fun? Matchmaking on the PS-Triple.
FIVE MINUTES TO FIND A GAME HELL YEAH MOTHERFUCKER.

You will find friends, love, and your family will love you unconditionally.

The game does have a criminal lack of Brian Dobson, though. He is the voice of Space Marines and they didn't even bother hiring him. Is there an excuse for this? None that I can think of.

Don't let the depression take you. Don't try to take yourself away from the world. You have so much to offer the world if you can just accept yourself and reveal that self to others.

Oh right, you.

I've pretty much hit a breaking point with the superfluous advertising all over LJ. In addition, the interface has become increasingly convoluted, pushing information I actually *care* about out of the way to make more room for the so-called sponsors, spotlighted communities, etc.

>Ads
>Livejournal
how does it feel living in 2005?
Oh right, I thought of another petty complaint for an otherwise great game: they give you the storm bolter at like the least opportune time imaginable. A GUN THAT'S WILDLY INACCURATE? THIS WILL BE PERFECT FOR THE SCENE WHERE ACCURACY IS KEY!

If anyone actually *cares* what I blog about, I've reactivated my blog on blogger.

http://moodyasakat.blogspot.com/

... Awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!
This won't be confusing to navigate.
Also this isn't the latest entry on this blog so apparently this person is full of shit.

Beauty and the Beast of Disparate Gender Appearance Expectations

First entry in this other (new?) blog.
Can't wait!
Actually now that I'm thinking about it, of all the guns in Space Marine about 60% of them are complete shit. That Meltagun is fucking pathetic. For a gun that fires so hot it melts through bulkheads and tanks it sure doesn't hit unarmored infantry very hard.
In fact I've spent a majority of the game just playing whack-a-mole with enemy heads using the thunder hammer.
FUCK RANGED COMBAT. I WILL MEET THE ENEMY IN GLORIOUS HAND-TO-HAND COMBAT~

Yesterday, I shaved my legs for the first time in about two and a half weeks. I even curled my hair and put on make-up. This is not a normal routine for me because, frankly, it's a huge hassle and can be, at times, painful.

Speaking of glorious hand-to-hand combat, shaving your legs.
You did want to be a girl, incidentally. Not an easy road to travel in terms of personal hygiene.

But the whole thing got me thinking. Society has a ridiculously imbalanced set of perceived responsibilities in personal appearance and hygiene among the commonly-perceived gender binary.

So don't shave your legs. You are a dude, after all.
So here's the Riddle of the Sphinx: isn't biologically a girl, doesn't act like a girl, doesn't look like a girl.
Female?

I've often wondered why in virtually ever other species of animal, the male is the one that is more colorful, more primped, and has to dance or sing beautifully or find some way of earning a female's CONSENT to engage in 'relations'.

Argument null: traditional society typically dictates the male woo the female in humans as well. We just do it with dinner instead of singing.
Unless you're Dean Martin, of course.
He has to go out of his way and have all these traits like being funny or mysterious or whatever gets a girl's sex hole going and she has to look attractive. Both parties have to work for it. As Warhammer tells us, "hard work keeps the mind distracted and the body pure. It is a noble and worthwhile thing."
In this case you're working hard to attract a mate I suppose. I don't know.
My goal is to not stop talking about Warhammer this entry.

The female of these species is typically more plain in appearance and does her own thing without all the pressure of pleasing the male.

And girls, they're completely easy to please.
You know, you did want to be a girl. You weren't biologically built this way so you can go back at any fucking time being a chick becomes too much trouble for you.

Let's take a look at what's expected of a woman here in America: skinny; hairless body; long legs; large breasts; full lips; a full and round ass; clothing accentuating her legs, ass, and breasts; slender, waspish waist; flawless skin; high heels; long, painted nails; manicured eyebrows; long, shiny hair; and no wrinkles, cellulite, or gray hair.

I can break that down into one thing: look sexy.
I mean, if we're going to play this game (which is a complete fucking waste of time and a logical fallacy of the highest magnitude to boot) then what do men have to do to attract girls? They have to be intelligent, funny, interesting, outgoing, assertive, have disposable income to spend on the girl, flattering and on top of that they have to be 100% aware of her ever-changing whims and moods, and because we're playing by the "all men want a girl with huge tits" rule set then all women want a man with a huge penis so if you don't have that you might as well not even bother. Oh and he, additionally, has to dress well. Like women.
Or, you know, it's all fucking bullshit in the first place and if you're trying to attract a woman whose only desire is a giant penis that ejaculates money then you're clearly an idiot for wanting to attract such a shell of a human in the first place.
You wouldn't believe the level of whining from both parties on what they have to do to attract mates. You think you people would either simplify your rules or man the fuck up and deal with it.

To that end, women are expected to shave, pluck, tweeze, thread, wax, laser, and zap hair all over their bodies. They apply balms, creams, salves, lotions, tonics, and oils to their skin. They suffer pinched toes, aching ankles, throbbing knees, and sore hips.

So don't wear high heels.
IF-- IF YOU DON'T LIKE SOMETHING, DON'T DO IT.
AM I A FUCKING GENIUS? WHY IS THIS SO HARD FOR PEOPLE?

They deal with a ritual of applying powders, liquids, animal fats and synthetic chemicals to their faces. Women are expected to do yoga, aerobics, strength training and diet like crazy. Then, of course, is the cinching, binding, strapping, lifting, and twisting of the clothing. And the hair - where mileage tends to vary quite a bit.

Ritual is important. It keeps the mind from wandering into dark places.

What does American society expect of men? Please try to not smell too bad and wear clothes that adequately cover your body. I exaggerate, of course. The ideal man is supposed to be some bronzed Adonis with chiseled muscles, washboard abs, sparkling smile, and the care-free look of styled bed-head. Facial hair varies by preference.

I am so filled with impotent rage right now because I haven't smashed an Ork head with a giant mallet in about two hours I'm ready to kill.

The point is, this type of man is considered "unrealistic" and women are far more forgiving of lapses in personal appearance in favor of a good personality, intelligence, and a sense of humor.

You think that shit comes naturally?
You lived a fair deal of your life as a man and you have no sense of humor at all. It takes a lot of cultivation and practice and study to be funny.
I mean some people (like myself) of course are blessed with boundless gifts for comedy but even I, with the Blessing of Dionysus upon my brow, has to work for it.

Women that don't fall within this narrow scope of the patriarchal notion of femininity are criticized and humiliated, their likenesses posted for all the world to see on tabloids and websites.

"Any more than a handful is a waste" a wise man once said.
How big is that, B cup?

I would like to see men take on the task of beautifying themselves as women do, just for a week. One week of shaving legs and armpits, of fretting about their weight, of picking out "outfits" to get female attention, of applying concealer and foundation to smooth out their complexion, of wearing figure-modifying garments to tuck their bulging tummies and keep their thighs from rubbing against each other.

Have you seen the faggots on TV mincing around? Too late for that, I think.

Perhaps I'm rambling too much in my thoughts on this matter, but as a transgender woman who has lived on both sides of these expectations, this disparity is made all the clearer. I would like to see some changes. I, for one, have never insisted that women modify their appearance to suit my whim.

HOW IS THIS STILL GOING ON? AM I DYING?
Here's a fucking idea: if it bothers you so goddamn much don't do it. Just don't expect men to want to date a hairy, smelly ape with a dick.
I don't see the fucking mystery here. If you want something from society at some point you conform to society's ideals.

It would seem that I am not equipped to handle 3 six-hour studio classes (and one inconsequential lecture class) in a single semester. It's a constant cycle of putting off one thing for another until I hit a point where I can't quite catch up on anything at all.

You just gotta grab that shit by the head and stomp on it. Pretend like all your problems are Orks.
I'm back to the other blog, incidentally. Having fun jumping around?
Because I'm not.

Some might argue, "Hey! I work XX hours per week and do such and such in my 'off' time." That might be true, but I'm not you. We have different endurances, different levels of focus, and different needs in terms of rest, sustenance, and social interaction. I'm also just really tired of school. I want to *work*. I want to be productive. I want to feel like I'm contributing to something. Instead, I sit in rooms with children ten years my junior who speak grandly of their naïve ideals and sheltered opinions as though they are incontestably-proven fact.

Wow that's not pretentious. I bet we'd get along well in a pussy sensitivity situation.

Headphones haven't helped as much as I hoped they would. And I am so, so, so exhausted. I don't remember my last full-night's rest. I wake up multiple times per night, my heart races with anxiety, I lay awake in the dark and cry.

I have cried more in the past month than I did the entire second-half of last year.

>I have male hormones in my body
>to offset them I am taking female hormones in a greater dosage than would otherwise be normally present in a female body so I can look more feminine
WHY AM I MOODY?
ALSO FUCK SOCIETY AND ITS EXPECTATION THAT WOMEN APPLY CHEMICALS TO THEIR SKIN.
No I'm intentionally being unfair. I don't know that this person is doing hormone therapy.
That would be a tad hypocritical of you if you were, though. You know, it's okay when society makes chemicals that you want but otherwise it's unnatural and degrading.
So at some point sheeeeee (whatever) alludes to a webcomic called "Trangst" she is working on. I've done my best to hunt this comic down and I found (a) webcomic called "Trangst" but I'm almost certain this isn't the one this person is working on.
Apparently there's an even older and different Livejournal, too. This person has their business spread across at least five websites that I know of and I can only find two.
Ah, spoke too soon. I found this.
And this.
And this that links to about 5 different things including the previously linked Blogger.
Is "Male-to-female transgender" just a complex code for "I have too many fucking websites" and no one told me?
Now there's an article about Nancy Wake.
If you don't know who she is she was a British agent during WWII who strangled a thousand Nazis with her bare hands.
Fuck yeah.
Truly someone who knows the meaning of glorious hand-to-hand combat.
And then this pussy goes on to say how this is proof gender doesn't matter and I'll tell you what, when you strangle a thousand Nazis with your bare hands I'll put up with your whining.
If you strangle a thousand Nazis will you be a whiner?
I'd wager no you wouldn't.
This latest blog seems to be the lodestone in terms of entries.
Time for a two parter?
WE'LL SEE HOW I FEEL FRIDAY.