Month: September 2014

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wiltingboy:

the good thing about me is that you can not talk to me for 3 weeks and then talk to me and I’ll be fine and still care about you the same way I did before

the bad thing is that I do that to people and they don’t understand that sometimes I just don’t feel like interacting with people.

#this is me #it drives me nuts #because i’ll try to pick up the same conversation three weeks later #and they’re all like huh #except online #y’all are pretty understanding that way #thank you (justice-turtle)

According to my parents, the first outward sign that toddler!me’s memory-span was starting to lengthen was that I developed a tendency to casually continue conversations I’d had with them a month ago. At first, they thought I was just saying things out of nowhere. It took them a while to figure out what was going on.

(I…try not to do that anymore. Mostly.)

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comparativelysuperlative:

After checking Google and TVTropes, that thing about gods gaining power by being worshipped and fading away otherwise is definitely a modern invention. I should have expected that, because most gods are supposed to predate humans so it’d be weird for them to depend on them.

This is disappointing because the whole divine habit of “smite people who disrespect us” would make a lot more sense. An Athena who destroyed the earth’s best tapestry because she didn’t like the subject matter is kind of pathetic. An Athena who did that because if too many people view that tapestry and agree with it, it could end her family’s existence  is a much more interesting villain.

(Also now I’m picturing Indiana Jones showing up:
“You can’t destroy that! It belongs in a museum!”
“Do you WANT the Olympian dynasty overthrown? That is the single worst place it could be! I’ll turn you into a spider to teach you respect.”)

#actually I was picturing VeggieTales’ Minnesota Cuke  #and I really want to know about divine libel laws  #technically a misotheist  #about these particular gods at least  #do spiders even have the capacity for respect

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#interesting #anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #(I laughed at ‘do spiders even have the capacity for respect’) #(but I was going to reblog it even before that bit)

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dracofidus:

sevy-sev:

Giles gets knocked down

last night i accidentally made this piece of garbage and i can’t stop laughing

This is, literally, the greatest video ever made in the history of the world.

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#Buffy the Vampire Slayer #this vid is *exactly* what I hoped it would be #and it is *amazing* #anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog

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kerkevik replied to your post:I found the thing. You couldn’t have known what it…

I’d be interested to see the original post.

Thank you so much for expressing interest, Kerk. Whenever I talk about sex, I worry that nobody cares, or that people only care in that it makes them uncomfortable.

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#kerkevik #replies #part of me is worried by the way you said ‘original post’ without mentioning my response to it #but then I think about how you reblogged my Sleepwalkers review-thing #and I figure the generous interpretation is probably the correct one

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Related to the previous post, but seemed just different enough to merit its own thing:

Sometimes I think I should write a bit of sex-ed article. Something in that kind of style. Something that treats my experience as normative, with lots of false-inclusive “we”s and “you”s, and expressions of diversity and its greatness that don’t extend far enough to cover the reader.

“The most obvious sign that you’re experiencing sexual arousal is a sharp, twinging feeling. This can occur anywhere along an imaginary line down the middle of your torso. Most people feel it in the chest or stomach area, some in the genitals, and a few at the base of the neck. There are also some people who can feel it in any or all of these areas at different times, sometimes depending on what they’re responding to. These are all fine: all bodies are different, and all bodies are okay!”

There would be no mention of people who perceive this sensation as heat. Depending on what level of alternate-universe I was going for, I might replace all instances of “hot” with “sharp”.

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#sexuality and lack thereof #oh look an original post #TMI

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autumnone:

Now that I look at it, it seems such a tiny thing. Without the broader context, the other straws on the camel’s back, it wouldn’t even be noticeable. It almost still wasn’t noticeable.

And yet…and yet there’s that word. “Stimulating”. Sex ought to be stimulating.

It’s a reminder of everything I hate about the kind of sex-positive sex-ed that’s standard in this subculture. I feel bad about hating it. I shouldn’t hate it. It’s the greatest good for the greatest number.

And yet.

And yet I’m sick of being excluded at every turn. I resent the way the kind of sex-ed epitomised by (though by no means exclusive to) Scarleteen stunted my sexual self-understanding, fed me information and advice consisting mostly of stuff that didn’t apply to me (sometimes the exact opposite of which applied to me) and told me it applied to everyone. I hate knowing that they didn’t even do anything wrong, because I’m such a fucking snowflake that I don’t deserve to expect anyone to ever acknowledge my existence.

(It isn’t my sexuality itself that I have a problem with. I like who I am. It’s the way it interacts with who everyone else is that gets to me.)

(Sexual pleasure is not a stimulant. It is a sedative. If I find a sexual act stimulating, that’s a sure sign that something has gone wrong and I need to change course.)

(addendum here)

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#sexuality and lack thereof #rants #TMI

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