epeolatrix
Epeolatrix
epeolatrix

I don’t believe in their God, but I still have to subsidize their beliefs thanks to their tax breaks. Can we collectively stop supporting the religious? Christianity would still be legal, I just wouldn’t have to pay for it.

The multi-stall bathroom issues at my tech-industry building near Seattle are: people for whom standing on the toilet seat and squatting is the norm but covering the seat with that paper cover first is not a thing they do (leaving sprayed pee and footprints); people very loudly and wetly brushing their teeth (making

It isn’t just you. I think it’s because in school, cursive was graded on style more than printing was, so we learned to take the time to make the letters more carefully. You might still keep that in mind when you’re writing, even if you’re not conscious of it.

I just bought a cahier d’écriture for children so that I could improve my penmanship, because it has been easier to learn a new way of writing than it is to just fix the way I write now. To make it more entertaining, I am using a fountain pen with J. Herbin’s Poussiere de lune on séyès paper, as if I lived in the

Vote: GarageBand ‘11
Why: I use this because I can make seamless music podcasts and save them as high-quality chaptered AAC files. This lets people see the tracklist with the album art for each song, and they can also skip to a favorite song (it’s MP3s for everyone else). I generally make themed playlists, so I also

I did say that we had a granola culture here before migration, but the refusal of preventative medicine wasn’t socially supported and it didn’t have the numbers to have an effect on anything.

I blame the vast number of fuckwits priced out of the Bay Area who moved to Seattle and brought their arrogant “I know more than scientists” attitudes with them. Yeah, we had an innate granola culture here, but it was small and not a threat to the health of our entire city.

I love that it says “congratulation”, as if she really did intend one singular small fragment of good will for a short duration, but no more.

I am linking to it here for the convenience of other readers:

[Deleted because I changed my mind about sharing.]

You’ve reminded me of the Susie Phipps case and her lawsuit to change her designation to white. She was determined to be 3/32 Negro and legally would have to remain colored. I think the law was changed later, but not made retroactive.

My identity is not annoying; other people being rudely inquisitive and/or argumentative about my identity is annoying. One of the reasons they do this is because I do not look black enough to satisfy their idea of what a biracial person should look like.

Shortest version? Because I don’t identify as white.

The most aggravating part of it for me is that if I say I am mixed but identify as black, people will tell me flat out that I’m not, as if I don’t know my parents. If I were to say that I am mixed but identify as white, people would throw ‘one-drop’ at me such that if those drops were literal, I could drown in them.

“Faux-latto” was coined by the author Mat Johnson, author of “Loving Day” and the graphic novel “Incognegro”; I absolutely lay no claim to inventing this. His Twitter feed is really fun, but his books are awesome and you should buy them.

It was already annoying being mixed and looking white without this “tragic faux-latto” bullshit in the news.

You are not alone in this. I get very absorbed in what I’m doing to the point that I do forget to eat lunch sometimes, to drink more water, or to get up and walk around during my work day. It’s probably cheaper for me to set an alarm on my phone than to get a glowing water bottle, but I’m not going to complain about

I think it’s more that because he is already considered short, he won’t want to be around women guaranteed to tower over him, making him look more short by comparison.

It’s a “height” joke.

It reminded me of the ending of “A Clockwork Orange” when a smiling Alex says, “I was cured, alright.”