I don't trust soup on the whole...

Has to be a deep discount, that man doesn't have any eyebrows to speak of, and Andy Roony kept small animals in his.

That middle power point was where I lost it. NO CUTE RAT SHOES? F-that. I'm out.

My husband has a clock key on a chain he wears a lot, that I met him wearing. I never found it creepy the way I find most mens necklaces, but part of it had to be the fact I met him when he was wearing a fabulous shirtwaist/tophat combo that the necklace looked great with. Also, I dig a speampunky man, if done right.…

I wanted Loki... I got the Joker. Not the sense of humor I meant, Buzzfeed.

My husband got me an autoharp, which I've wanted for years and years. We still need to get it tuned, because it's a used one in good condition but it's massively out of tune. But it is an awesome present! And I've been playing Goat Simulator that we got on the Steam sale. ^___^

No one is going to talk about this incredible subtle panel on the back of the dress? This gorgeous moon wand embroidery? This is the thing that impressed me. It's stunning!

All in all, I'm aware I'd probably be better at defending myself with the wooden sword. I used to use it as a walking stick on Marta and walking the streets of Atlanta, and I did have to use it once. Big BIG man tried to mug me... for my practice sword. He wanted it... I gave it to him. I hit his ear, his neck, and…

At the time, all I was thinking was that was the weaponry available to me: most of the knives had been gifts from my first boyfriend, who worried about me moving to midtown Atlanta for college, and also knew I liked sharp pretties. The sword was something I bought myself on layaway, and I also have a wooden practice…

*raises hand*

I would think a brain-dead woman wouldn't be able to incubate a baby without severe repercussions on the baby's health, because the death of the brain means the hormonal system responsible for regulation of the pregnancy no longer works. Sure you can force the lungs to breathe and fill the blood with chemicals to help…

As a seamstress, my greatest fear is a Muslin Terrorist.

Okie dokie. Whatever gets you through the day. I feel pretty damn powerful as a woman without unnecessary capitalization, but I'm also aware that not everyone flinches when reading Seemingly random Capitalized Words. YMMV. I will say one final thing. If you are telling people to research and "check the statistics" in…

Oooooo and Ecologist with a capital "E". How could I have been so stupid? Oh, I forgot, I live in the USA and "tend not to be the brightest." Yeah, insults totally help your case. Also, stop capitalizing White Women like that. It's White women, just like Black women. White Women make me think you are being facetious.

Ecology =/= politics, so I'm not sure why you brought that into the conversation.

I'm given the impression that a lot of guys don't really know anything about it, even when they live with women. My husband, on the other hand, knows everything, cause I tell him. Neither one of us is shy about stuff. We are aware the human body is both gross and fascinating.

I totally forgot about that. I did that so I wouldn't have my period at my wedding. It's one of the things I loved about being on bc, that you had control over stuff like that.

A lot of it is muscle contraction as well, so gravity isn't everything. So that makes me wonder, would you cramp more in space to compensate?

A hundred? That's 1.68 tampons PER HOUR of her mission. That would need a Shining-level period, I'd think.

I'm totally into that sort of thing,. I will check that book out! I need something new to read now that I've finished Tales From the Crematory. I've really learned to appreciate biographical books as an adult.