I am a dragon
This week is good. I like this week.
I’m having one of those weeks that make you feel like you’re in love. I don’t know who or what I’m in love with, but I feel it in my chest and tummy and I get the occasional frisson that feels like it radiates outward. It’s not a gushy kind of love feeling, but more a passionate, tearing kind of love. If there was a sound for it, it’d be a sharp intake of breath you can hear in the dark and feel on your neck. It’s a raging fire barely contained and I don’t have any real desire to give it flowers.
I feel unapologetic but kind, and like there is more energy in me than I can handle, but with a threshold of calmness that can only be described as a buffering cushion of warm air keeping the fire at bay in the dark while I sit on top, rising, like a hot air balloon. I feel like I might be productive this week, with all this sunshine on my breath and fire in my cheeks.
I feel like I can do anything this week.
The only solution to the Bathroom Problem is to create gender-neutral bathrooms with no qualifiers.
Not “Woman-identified” “Man-identified” bathrooms and not “Bathrooms with urinals” and “Bathrooms without urinals”. My god.
Okay yes but only if gender specific bathrooms are still available to the public because quite frankly I don’t want the hot guy from psychology sitting in the next stall listening to poop coming out of my butt.
public poops shouldn’t even be allowed i dont want to smell strangers number twos
Don’t worry my poops smell like a wonderful Chinese food buffet.
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The only solution to the Bathroom Problem is to create gender-neutral bathrooms with no qualifiers.
Not “Woman-identified” “Man-identified” bathrooms and not “Bathrooms with urinals” and “Bathrooms without urinals”. My god.
Okay yes but only if gender specific bathrooms are still available to the public because quite frankly I don’t want the hot guy from psychology sitting in the next stall listening to poop coming out of my butt.
Just realised that the British currency does this. Mind. Blown.
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(via redfrypan)
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Q:draw mokie
Hahaha I don’t understand this blog but it’s hilarious. Is this a Homestuck thing or something?
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Haha just a quick portrait of my uncle.
the ocean at the end of the lane (a book & marriage review)
You will know much too much about me and some things about the book by the end of this blog entry.
We can only connect the dots we collect.
When I got home from Australia I was so psyched to have a guitar again that I recorded myself singing a couple of songs I’d listened to a lot over there. A while ago I mentioned I’d done a lot of musical theatre and a couple of people told me they’d be interested in hearing what I sound like when I sing so here you go.
The audio quality is kinda really terrible, I was self-conscious so I darkened the visual to pretty much nothing, the guitar is kind of messy because my nails are too long and I don’t like the way words sound when they come out of my mouth.
So… Enjoy!
