My laptop is broken again and the first replacement part we got had the wrong cable length… so now we’re waiting for wednesday to see if the next round will be better. 

It’s okay, though… the new medication has made me very sleepy so I’ve just been napping constantly all weekend anyway.

BUT that is why I haven’t been around.

arcanebarrage:

hungrylikethewolfie:

No but guys, GUYS, we need to talk about how important this scene is.  Because the commonly accepted lore about unicorns is that they are so good and pure that they’ll only appear to young virginal girls.  Because Molly Grue is a middle-aged woman who has been living with bandits for most of her life and is as far from innocent and virginal as you’re likely to get.  Because she’s so angry that this creature, embodying everything that society tells her she’s lost, everything she’s thrown away through her own choices, is here now when all that The Unicorn represents is long since behind her.  Because she knows, in a way that only someone who’s been steeped in an oppressive system her entire life can ever know, that she’s missed her chance and doesn’t deserve to be seeing a unicorn now.

And you know what?  The Unicorn doesn’t give two fucks about her virginity, about her supposed loss of innocence and purity.  She’s not repelled by Molly being older, being experienced, being a full human person.  None of that has ever mattered to unicorns, only to the people telling stories about them.  Not only does she step in to physically comfort her here, but before long this bandit’s wife becomes her friend, closer to her in most ways than Schmendrick.

This story is fucking revolutionary, you guys, and I just have a lot of feelings about it.

I heard Peter S. Beagle speak about this scene at a convention once. He said he just kept writing and writing into the scene and suddenly here was this powerful, moving dialogue which came out very strong and natural, flowing directly from inspiration.

He said it was one of those moments when “the writer just gets really lucky.“ 

Sorry for the silence, been very busy.

Doctor appointment went well. He’s extremely loud but friendly and seems to know what he’s doing. I like him. Lab tests for blood work all came back GREAT (yes, even glucose and cholesterol, those of you fatphobic jerks), except for vitamin d, which I am apparently VERY deficient in. Added a med for the tension/cluster headaches that also acts as a mood stabilizer. Will be changing my primary anti-depressant med in a month after my recheck, too. 

He’s referred me to a vein specialist, too, because he wants there to be thorough testing for the edema, since he suspects it’s a venous disease, not lymphedema. They’re treated the same way, basically, but needs to be tested and evaluated by an expert, who I’d need to see anyway for said treatment.

It was encouraging, though. He said that my inability to lose weight isn’t because of failure to diet or exercise (though he said I should keep that up of course), but because there’s something else going on. Thank god. 

He said, “Thyroid cancer, PCOS, anti-depressants that are known for causing weight gain… GEE. Clearly there’s something more here at work!” with this big grin like of COURSE it wasn’t my fault and he didn’t think I was just lazy and a pig. 

I could have cried. 

He also said that clearly I was a person who wasn’t just going to accept my health the way it was. I wanted to hug him.

I don’t ever expect to be a super model. I don’t think I’ll ever be thin. And that’s okay. I want to be able to go camping. I want to be able to go on little hikes in the summer and keep up. I want to run really slowly in a community marathon for charity and not die. I want to be able to go to Disneyland and not have to worry if I will be able to fit in the rides or not. 

THESE ARE MY ASPIRATIONS. 

Anyway I think that’s pretty much it. I can’t wait for the LONG weekend. The new med has ‘may cause drowsiness’ on the bottle and bOY it is not kidding. I am going to sleep and do very little else.

fangkit:

gay memes: help me my wife is beautiful and i love her

straight memes: trying to break into your partner’s phone when they arent around to see if they are cheating on u bc u dont trust them enough to ask

podunkmouse replied to your post : I started reading a Stephen King book today… and I…

Perhaps some sort of subconscious hipster sentiment? “Stephen King? He’s okay, I guess. For a mainstream author.” ;3

I think what really happened is that I tried to read one of his books when I was much, much younger (re: highschool), and it started off talking about this woman who had divorced her husband because he was abusive and unfaithful… but ended up going to bed with him anyway when he came to visit. For young me, that was just way too much to handle. I put the book down, feeling ill, and avoided King until pushed by Cori to read On Writing, which I’ve probably read 4-5 times now, and love it. 

I still have very strong feelings when it comes to that sort of thing– ie, not giving yourself to someone who has hurt you –but I realize as an adult that it’s not so simple. I still don’t like it, but I’m extremely privileged in that I’m in a wonderful marriage and have never had to deal with that sort of thing. Many people aren’t so lucky… and good writers write the truth of life, even the ugly parts.

THIS BOOK, THOUGH, is about TEENAGERS IN HIGH SCHOOL. :D!!! That’s right up my alley!!! 

I mean, time will tell, but for now…! 

margotkim:

Do you ever eat popcorn out of the palm of your own hand with such ardent desperation that you feel like both a wild horse and the gentle schoolgirl feeding it treats to gain its affection 

pervocracy:

editorincreeps:

The “be grateful you have a job” sentiment always sticks in my craw because it is never paired with “be grateful you have employees” and “be grateful we have customers.”

This is a 3-way street. Economic mana doesn’t just drip from the heavens.

Also, don’t let your boss make you feel like your paycheck is a gift. You worked for it, you probably produced significantly more money than is in it, so don’t let your employer imply that being paid is some kind of special kindness that you should thank them for.