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It was about ethics in gaming journalism.

Fachrissakes, kid, sit the fuck down. Nobody's refusing you service you because you're gay— they're refusing you service because you're an asshole.

I'm as gay-friendly as a fairly old straight lady can get. Some of my best kids are LGBTQA. But this guy is an entitled little shit who deserved what he got and needs to learn from this. I wanted to reach into that screen and give him a shake.

My name was weird when I was a kid and nobody could pronounce it. Now it is everywhere, and I hate that other people have my name. But I did finally get a tiny name licence plate, which is nice.

"So, what do you think we should name him?"

I went to high school with a Zoe. She used to sit in the grass during breaks making daisy chains and playing a guitar. I imagine she owns a vegan cupcake shop today.

That wasn't an angry reply. That was a snarky reply. I think you've overestimated your ability to provoke me.

What a totally original false equivalency that I've never heard before!

Everything is all about chasing a dream when really there is nothing wrong with having an unremarkable job that you are good at and making enough money to have some nice stuff. Not even crazy expensive stuff, just living life comfortably.

Great Cats, so did I!

It's everything you could want in a Christmas song! It's upbeat, it seems cheerful but has some depth to it, MC can sing, and it's festive as fuck.

Why didn't she just say no when tried to rape her?

Why does it fucking matter so much what Shia did or did not do?

Looks like Malia is wearing tights, so she's totally covered. I can't tell if Sasha is or not, but I see scrunched knee socks. Both really cute, totally appropriate for teenagers outfits. I've got two words for this Elizabeth Lauten with regard to political figures and their respectability: Bristol Palin.

I discovered the moment you monetize it, it's not something I love to do anymore.

"find something you love" is such bullshit. Seriously what do I love to do? Let's see, sit around on my couch and watch tv, read, eat, and maybe masturbation. How the hell would you make money doing those things? Lol.

"I prayed for hours" is code for "I scrambled for support from my racist asshole buddies but even they side-eyed me and backed away slowly, so I finally got it through my thick skull that maybe this was a stupid idea and here is my insincere apology."

She writes beautifully. This is the entry that got me full on sobbing:

Does avenging the dad's death from cancer mean the son is going to cure cancer? *crosses fingers*