Otters Chasing A Butterfly
I am physically unable to avoid reblogging these otters.
omg
go otters go
(Source: im-cool-like-that)
I just absolutely loooooove this photo! <3
hey I know these people, they are my buds
here they are in Ottawa
they are pretty great as you can clearly see from this photo!
Oh neat, is this the Handmaid’s protest? It doesn’t look crowded and annoying enough to be the March for Life. I was at that one with Planned Parenthood. Got a lot of side-eye from perky tweens.
(Source: nerdforfeminism)
Is she aware that she is worshipped by hordes of queer ladies?
(Source: ohstewarts)
So when you don’t want to have sex without forming an emotional attachment that’s an orientation and therefor subject to privilege/oppression dynamics
but when I enjoy casual sex it’s a behavior so it’s perfectly fine for people to treat me like shit for being a slut, and that has nothing to do…
One thing I liked is that your last critique of demisexuality appeared after a post about women’s vigilance and self-preservation when strange men are flirting with them. I wonder if a lot of women with “demisexual” attraction patterns are just having a normal response women have when relating to men. They are concerned for their safety around men they don’t know well, that feeling kills desire, but when they become better acquainted with a man, are no longer are on guard and feel comfortable around him, they can become attracted to him.
Honestly, I think some people become writers/artists to justify being an asshole
Let’s watch as this gets reblogged and the sarcastic intent gets lost.
I don’t quite see where the sarcasm enters in. Do you think the title is untrue? I can think of a few examples of people who are a. assholes and b. have their art feed their ego and vice versa. Maybe there isn’t as clearcut a link as the title suggests, but it isn’t really as completely false as it needs to be for it to be a sarcastic statement. Sarcasm tends to be blunt, your point seems subtle.
Me me me
My partner is a physics grad student, and he will be away this summer at CERN in Geneva for 2 months. I’m starting to fantasize about him returning to a better me: foremost physically fitter, but also more skilled at writing and drawing, and with a steady job with room for growth. I want him to see the results of stuff I’m scratching away at, but not the work it would take to get it. Either I want it to seem effortless, or I can’t take joy in small incremental gains in the same way I could in big improvements (as seen by an outsider). This is troubling.
that feeling you get when someone you absolutely hate is loved by literally everyone for reasons beyond your fucking imagination
(Source: jennittles)
Reclaiming Exercise
Yesterday I tried to lightly joke with my mother in Facebook chat about her new elliptical machine, which my father, her and I busted our butts carrying downstairs into the basement. ”are you using your fancy new elliptical? it nearly destroyed our backs getting it in ” Immediately I realized my mistake, what exercise overwhelmingly means to people, and to women in particular. She replied “not as much as I should. I know, I know…” I had accidentally body-shamed my own mother, a women who went on a crash diet two years earlier, against all her medical training and knowledge as a nurse about healthy weight loss. She only allowed herself 700 calories a day, and joked about how the program administered vitamins by injection that could easy be ingested as an oral supplement, which a transparent affectation to appear more scientific. For her, and for everyone, exercise is inextricably tied to having an acceptable-looking body. Even for non-religious people in my family, the narratives of sin and punishment transfer easily on to eating and exercise, and are nearly impossible to shake off. There are so many things I get from exercise, but the message that exercise for women is only to look better, thinner and smaller can’t be excised out of it.
You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.
Pablo Neruda (via taog)
Hi Ruth:
This is a thing I would do. I’m Jill(ie from Chile) if you didn’t already know. I’m funemployed with some volunteer gigs at the moment, so I have a lot of availability right now but that’s subject to change. I have a lot of favourite webcomics, but unfortunately a lot of them are being discontinued or moving to reduced update schedules. They include Brightest, Gastrophobia, Virus Comix, Meaty Yogurt, Darwin Carmichael is Going to Hell, Chester XYV and guilty pleasures Khaos Komix and Riot Nrrd. I also follow a few of the giants like Hark a Vagrant, Questionable Content, Octopus Pie, Dinosaur Comics, Oglaf and new inductee Three Word Phrase. I’m cool with NSFW stuff. Another thing I like that’s webcomics related is the Bad Webcomics Wiki. There are a few howlers on there.
Hello folks! Sorry it’s been so long. On top of finishing the semester madness, I got sick. :( But yes, as some people commented on my previous hiatus post, I would be interested in getting one or two other co-mods. Basically the job is to reblog things and write reviews and read webcomics. If you…
