ahhhhh, yes. I get Feminazi AND Veganazi. Awesome.
ahhhhh, yes. I get Feminazi AND Veganazi. Awesome.
yeah, when people say, "He's SUPER gay," I can never let that slide.
I just hate the word, "militant." Why does that adjective have to proceed social movements? And it's always negative. My mom tells her friends I am a "militant vegan." WTF does that mean? It ONLY serves to paint me as some fucking vegan tyrant. What is the difference between a feminist and a "militant feminist?" I…
I'm not saying my story compares to the woman's in the story, but sometimes I just like to vent, and this is a safe place for me.
sadly, yes
My mother used to tell me that if I told anyone she hit me that I'd have to go live with my biological father who was a monster.
Ugh, I feel the same way. After working in shelters and personally killing homeless cats and dogs for years, this kind of this makes me sick.
In Amarillo, Texas we have cicadas every year. We used to collect the shells and stick them on each other. They're great. I moved to Wichita Falls and got to experience their annual TARANTULA MIGRATION and was like, Oh, fuck this, and left a few months later.
"No Children" by The Mountain Goats
These videos featuring exotic animals (monkeys, slow loris, hedgehogs, etc...) need to end. They (and wildlife pimp Jack Hanna) just encourage the exotic animal trade.
I got your Hudsucker Proxy reference. I just wanted you to know that.
When I first had my baby, I thought I would be the super cool mom and just take him with me. Anywhere I went, he went. Shopping, dinner, concerts, whatever.
my god, how terrifying
She's always been my answer when someone asks, "Who do you think is the most beautiful person in the world?"
I was so upset when I got pregnant in April because I knew I would be pregnant only once and I totally missed the window to be pregnant in a bikini. Seriously, I think it's adorable.
Are you thinking of Battle Cat? He was He-Man's.
and when he cleans he points it out. I don't do that. It would never occur to me to say, as soon as he walks in the door, "Hey babe! I did the dishes and folded a basket of laundry today." and yes, he was outstanding in all the ways that matter. but shit!
oh yeah, I always clean with him. Last night was a fluke because I started a fight at 1130 then went to bed. Yeah, I feel like I am always instigating it and I do take it personally. Ugh, I'll try posting on Craigslist. Thanks for your support and internet hugs.
we're strapped beyond comprehension. and yeah, I've done the whole, "I'll just not do anything and let it all pile up and live in filth and he'll see." He doesn't.
I have said to my partner, "If it weren't for our son, I'd fucking leave you. I miss living alone in a clean apartment." It was out of anger, but I do fantasize about the days of cleaning every Saturday and it staying like that, more or less, for a week, rather than a single day like now.