KhaleesiMhysa
Khaleesi
KhaleesiMhysa

the timing of this is so perfect, Laura, as I am ready to date again, while being something of a pain in the ass. thank you!

Hey hey hey. Leave Natty Light out of this.

This pic is the only reason I'm smiling right now. Thank you for your awesomeness.

Wait - so, what they're saying is if someone is raping me and I manage to fight them off and get away before they get off... it's not rape? I should just... like... let'm finish?!

Oh, what the fuck. As an activist for survivors of sexual violence, I thought it was common knowledge that rapists often can't maintain erection, let alone ejaculate. I didn't assume it was necessarily common knowledge among the general population, but at least on campuses with crisis centers and law enforcement.

At my university there was a string of sexual assaults on campus. In required emails of campus crime they would put the bulletins for everything else straight on the page. For sexual assaults they would put them in an attachment. I talked to them about this and I was in a major rage fit, so I don't remember how this

It's not a rape if you get pregnant, because the body shuts that down. Also, it's not a rape if you don't get pregnant, because that means the assailant may not have ejaculated.

I can't even. I read things like this and my misanthropy just climbs and climbs and climbs....

That poor guy went to all the trouble of raping that woman and she couldn't even get him off?

Rage blackout. I might come back later with something intelligent to say.

Huh. I feel rich if we have $50 in the bank the day before payday. So, yeah, I totally understand where these bastar... I mean people, are coming from.

As long as I have a place to putter about and grow some plants (so if I live in a flat, a good sized balcony with nice views), walks in the park, splurge out without worrying about my finances, maybe some kind of transport, and travel, that's my ideal life. Like this weekend I feel like going to Paris, toodles all.

Yeah. No.

Only vaguely on topic, but the stupid thing that makes me feel like I am wallowing in plenty is having lots and lots of ketchup when I have french fries. Like twice as much as I think I'll need. That feels so decadent. I am not making this up and am a teensy bit embarrassed but am going to hit "Publish" anyhow.

Holy crap, I feel like I'm rich when I have a freezer full of meat, more than one type of cheese in the fridge, and a small bowl full of laundry quarters.

I feel rich when I can afford to fill up my gas tank!

This makes me feel bummed. I'm about to start a job making almost twice what I was making (granted, I was making practically nothing) and I was expecting to feel super rich.