I got your Kant right here

Let's get ready for pretention!

To my Republican friends (and you know who you are):

It begiiiiiiins

My sincerest sympathies to you on the death by suicide of your Party.

I'm not being snarky or nasty, I really mean it. The Republican Party has a grand tradition that goes back to Abraham Lincoln and Teddy Roosevelt and Robert Taft and Everett Dirksen. I honor and respect that tradition.

The truth is, though, that the Republican Party has been sick for years -- at least since the Nixon Administration. It probably became terminal sometime in the mid to late '80s, though it wasn't clear until the '90s that the Party was cancerous, devouring sustenance to all else in favor of its own growth.

If someone started an apology with "I'm not being snarky or nasty" I'd have his teeth for a necklace.

Some of you probably refuse to believe that your Party is committing suicide. That's understandable. Denial is one of the important stages you have to go through in the grieving process. But you should get through it as quickly as possible.

Others are in the bargaining phase, thinking that if only Obama would make a deal this wouldn't have to happen. But the truth is that it's way too late for any deal of that sort to do the Republican Party any good.

This isn't suicide for either party but assuming it was the death of the Republican party then why wouldn't it be the death of the Democratic party?
Granted this government shutdown wasn't technically their fault most people seem genuinely put off by the government period anymore.

If you like urban fantasy at all, you gotta read this one. 

Nope.

DC Comics: Your chance to break into the big time... ...is to draw a naked woman committing suicide. There are times I'm really glad I don't buy comics anymore, and this is one of them. How can they -- I mean seriously -- not see how disgusting this is? Betcha this would never have happened under Jeanette Kahn.

Oh, wait. She ran the "Kill Robin" 900 numbers, didn't she?

Oy.

What's disgusting about that?
The suicide or the nudity?
The combo?
I guess the implication is it's somehow sexist but people kill themselves all the time.

Some years ago I tried to read Kant's Critique of Pure Reason: I was unable to do so. I might be able to do so having read this book -- which is in itself quite difficult, but which spells out in plain(er) language many of the ideas (as opposed to Ideas, of course) which Kant was striving for in the CPR. 

OF COURSE.
What has happened in your life that you decide to read Kant then post on your Dreamwidth about it?
What occurs that allows those two events in succession to be a good idea?

bobdole is 90 today, and Kay Bailey Hutchison is 70. Celebrate accordingly.

... By doing nothing outside of what you normally do.
Anyway fuck blogs.

Pey Heem

This post is basically just a pretext to show you how awesome I am at trading stocks.
I know there are people with like 300% net profit in this game called fantasy stock trading but fuck them they appear to be professionals.
I am an English teacher with no formal education on this matter.
I've been doing this less than 3 months and 2 of those months were spent flailing around like a moron.
Like when I thought Time Warner was a good investment?
Holy shit.
Proven to be one of the worst trades I have made.
Also I hardly think investing in an EFT that happened to go big and not ever actually playing the game is indication of a good trader.
You could have gotten lucky.
Whereas 80% of my trades have proven successful.
Incredible risk for not much profit but I usually win.
Is it risk when you're usually right?
That's a legitimate question, by the way. I'm not trying to gloat.
Because if that's how day trading usually works I think I see why no one can get a job.
I have a strategy, too.
It's not like I go all in arbitrarily.

I'm a 34 year old environmental scientist; my work is related to air toxics and climate change regulation. I'm also a mother of three boys (ages 10, 11, and 14), and partnered to an excellent nerdy and handsome gentlemen who happens to be my best friend of 15+ years and who happened to move into our lives 2 years ago (and hasn't run yet!) 

Would that be the father of your children or just some poor dope you roped into it?
Because going by how you phrased this it sounds like the latter.

I'm into voluntary simplicity, green living, and gardening, and I spend a lot of time cooking - I'm vegan, although the rest of my family is not. I'm currently trying to reintegrate yoga into my life and learning to run through C25K. I'm trying to teach myself to play guitar. I'm passionate about science and astronomy, and have a love of math.

I'm also a voracious reader and an occasional writer (I'd like to get back to that more when my life is not so crazy).

Yeah, fanfiction and books written for tweens.
Environmental scientist, 34 and mother of 3?
Her reading habits have not matured past middle school.
I would bet all 11.35% of my growth in real money on this.

I have a fondness for poetry. I'm not hugely fannish but I occasionally enjoy reading fanfic (I don't have a lot of time to write it). My current guilty pleasure is Syfy's Defiance. I also am mildly fannish over Avatar: The Last Airbender and Adventure Time, The Walking Dead, and Person of Interest.

BOOM.
See that's what I mean. Is it a risky investment if you know what'll happen?

A couple of days ago, I started looking around the 'net to try to find some good body-positive, even fat-positive vegan blogs, that still focused on providing some healthy recipes (for me this means low-sugar, low-fat, low-refined carbs/processed foods, as I'm predisposed towards diabetes).

Predisposed to diabetes but BEING FAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS.
Also fat positive come on m8 chek urself b4 u rek urself m8

So I've posted elsewhere about it, but yesterday I made it to (and through) the Color Run 5K in Raleigh. L. came along to provide support and take photos, because he is awesome.

When I woke up yesterday morning, I started wigging out because my left shin was bothering me (just below the knee), despite the fact that I hadn't run since Wednesday. But I got ready, and my parents came to stay with the sleepy boys, and then we were off. I had a temporary tattoo that the event organizers had handed out, so I put it on for fun.

The fake tattoo is "happy".
Not even if it washes off am I putting that on my body.

We picked up some athletic tape for my shin along the way, and then we searched for a good while for parking, even though we'd arrived an hour early. Finally, when we arrived, I pinned on my number with giddiness while L. taped my leg. 

Athletic tape.
This is rich coming off the post about why alternative medicine is bullshit.
But athletic tape?
Clearly not a placebo pill in tape form.
Muscle strain likely comes from micro tears so the tape holds the muscle perfectly still and keeps it from tearing, duh.
Dense motherfucker.

I read a blog post today that, for all intents and purposes, would have been an awesome post deconstructing the sexism, body shaming, and unhealthy attitudes in "fitspiration" photos. However, I got sidetracked at the beginning when the author decided his first attempt at humor would be to draw a comparison between the absurdities spouted in the meme he was deconstructing with the image of a mentally ill homeless individual. 

BODY SHAMING.
Also can I get a T-minus on the phrase "this is problematic"?

I haven't linked to the article here because it's really not my intent to write about this particular author or his post. He's just one fish in a very big, big pond of otherwise informed and awesome fish, looking to make a few waves by pointing out the hypocrisy and ugliness that lies beneath society's (ever-thinning) veil of politeness/encouragement. It feels like a lot of would-be-great (often oppression- or ignorance- fighting) posts I've read lately have fallen into the same trap - that you need to write humorously to be heard, and that it's perfectly acceptable to poke fun/randomly rope in an example of mental illness to get a cheap laugh. It pops up in academic posts deconstructing racism, sexism, homophobia. It pops up in amazing geekgasmic posts outlining the fine details of an amazing cosplay costume.

Who cares?
Also "this is problematic" appears in an earlier post but not this one. I searched.
Oh well.
I even quoted part of that post.
It should go without saying I don't read through all the posts I quote.
No human could hope to read all that shit.

I stumbled across an article in Persephone Magazine that discusses the "feminist hat", and am contemplating the ramifications of consuming media and entertainment whose values run controversial to my own.

Persephone magazine is a good name for a feminist magazine.
Queen of the underworld indeed.
SHE'LL TRAP YA M8
Anyway that's the start of this garbo.
I leave you today with the song of the day.
New feature maybe?
Tell me what you think of the idea or the song.
Whatever.
Plz comment ;_;

Yeah I knew

Anonymous said...
I just got done fucking a broad like six months who is like 95% this bitch. Didn't know how deep the rabbit hole was, but should have known I wouldn't like. Hindsight's 20/20, and we're not made of stone (though sometimes I wish it so).

Maybe I oughta read this blog before I get shacked up with terrible broads. Hell, you saved my ass once before.

Cheers!

-A Fan

Yeah you're welcome.
Saving one poor soul at a time. 
Remember: no mercy for the misguided.

 just before I forget that I actually had an idea haha

okay so, Irrbloss has always been a standalone character, but the idea is that he's the embodiment/maker/representation of will-o-wisps, so what if I did more things like that?
I mean irro is and will forever be my baby but amorabosk could be something like the embodiment/maker/representation of forests?

I mean hell I could do that with everything, mist and water and earth and moss
it could be pretty cool.

like, back in the old ancient times, they were all like little gods that helped shape the environment together, but as more and more things grew and became independent and intelligent they've become forgotten and scarce? but they're all still there, more or less. just the world is bigger now so they're disappearing into it.

like, they're the ~old ones~. and the flowers and birds and animals are all the young ones.

Sounds gay and stupid
Also like a knock off of Ents.
Seriously that sounds fucking stupid. Whenever you have to put an idea in writing and say "gee is this a good idea?" It really sounds like you're trying to convince yourself.

Could use a hug. Never intended for this journal to be my [personal/rant/mute] space, but it became that, so that's what I'm gonna use it for.

Alice taken to the emergency.
I texted mom asking if she was gonna watch Sherlock, and she called me saying "No, we're not watching Sherlock, we have to take Alice to the hospital, she's coughing blood", and I said "Then why aren't you already", and she said "We're going to, bye" and I said "Bye".

And then I watched Sherlock.

It's the Reichenbrach episode.

COLD AS ICE.
Also you could use a hug?
Not Alice who is vomiting blood?
I hope Alice is like a cat or something because if not your reaction is remarkably callous.
That's coming from me, who routinely tells people to kill themselves and is only mostly joking.
My sister may be dying of internal hemorrhage but RERUN OF SHERLOCK, WHAT?
I watched an episode of that show, incidentally.
I enjoyed it but it was way too long. Hour and a half an episode.
Granted each season is 3 episodes but I dunno. It didn't feel like I was watching a movie. It just felt like an hour show padded out an extra half hour.
And this is British television, too, so each 90 minute episode is like 88 minutes.

Then I texted her, asking what's wrong with her, and I got back, "Really high fever for 2 days... now vomiting blood..."

I haven't texted back.


I'm relieved I'm having a reaction at all. Which is sick.

I'm a fucking soldier.

I guess Alice is a person.
Also you're a soldier?
Not Alice, vomiting blood?
Ice cold, lady.
Ice.

Sometimes I hate my head.

She'll be fine, because that's how it goes. I notice I have a hard time admitting that I'm worried, because I'm not sure how it feels anymore, but I'm pretty sure I am. Same heavy feeling that I vaguely recall from back then.

Worry. worry worry. there are tears.

Alice may be vomiting blood but Christ forbid you're a bit worried about her.
I see the serious issue here.
Also not worried enough to actually visit her in the hospital or even call.
Flowers, maybe?
Nope.

Okay, caught CSI Miami on tv a few hours ago and have spent the last few hours in a kind of nostalgic haze reading fanfics, because that was basically my life when I was fourteen. RPing and CSI and CSI fanfiction. And Wire in the Blood, but no one remembers that show, so that never had any fic and I had no one to talk to it about and it's still really sadmaking because it's one of the best shows out there.

I remember Wire in the Blood.
Never saw it but I remember the commercials and I remember thinking "what the fuck does 'wire in the blood' mean?"
Guess you have to watch the show.
It's an interesting name, though, so I can't call it shit or anything.
It certainly creates an image.

Musing on the whole LJ/DW thing - right now, definitely in favour of moving here. Everything seems friendlier. The staff, the userbase and the site itself from a using standpoint. It's all a-okay to me whereas LJ has made it clear that they're not listening and that the fandom/RP userbase isn't welcome.

I respect Livejournal for taking a stance against this garbage but man, that's a ballsy move.
Remember when the owner of that brand of champagne, Cristal, said he didn't want black people to drink it?
Like damn, that's 95% of your consumer base.

 Anyway, gonna finish fiddling with this later - icons, styles, all of that good stuff. Still have to create a musebox and accounts for Tulio and my Lodge playground, and start importing the old journals at some point.

In the meantime, I'm going to keep watching Lord of the Rings. And sleep a lot. It's good to be back home. c: 

K BOO HIT ME BACK LATER
Like what the fuck?
This isn't an IM. You don't have to tell me what you'll be doing.
Anyway fuck it made it to the first entry.
I've been having a run of these lately.
They're really douchey but really new.
I guess most people jump ship to Dreamwidth, last about a week then say "nope not losing all my shitty RP posts from Livejournal" and move back to LJ or quit.
WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THERE ARE NO MORE SHITTY BLOGS TO REVIEW?