“If you want my body AND you think I’m sexy, come on baby let me know,” sings Rod Stewart. He puts a lot of emphasis on that conjunction, which I take to mean that both conditions must hold before the imperative consequence obtains. Thus, if you think he’s sexy but you don’t want his body (perhaps he is only astrally sexy), you don’t have to let him know. Likewise, if you want his body but you don’t think he’s sexy (perhaps you want his body for science, or meat) he doesn’t want to hear about it.
Tonight was a good night :)
In a town a few hours from me, there is an event called Sparkle that I go to every year. And ever year we get all dressed up to take pictures.
Two years ago, Beatrice picked our outfit.
Last year, Monday picked our outfit.
And this year after a brief wardrobe crisis, our original host Emily/Tink, who is still a little four year old, wanted to pick out what we wore. We wore a pink dress with puffed up sleeves and a petticoat, and a tiara, and beautiful iridescent wings.
This is the third time Emily/Tink has fronted after she stopped being the host when the body was four. She never felt safe in the world.
But tonight we wore a pink dress and a tiara, and when I co-fronted with her during the event, she got showered with nothing but compliments, there were little girls running up to hug us and take pictures, and thinking we were a Princess.
And Emily/Tink got to see the lights on the trees and hand out candy to kids and she just had an amazing, amazing day.
And after all that, I think the best thing is, that while that day had such an impact on us, it will also have an impact on those little kids. They will get to one day look back on those pictures and hopefully remember just as magical and special a time as we had.
I am so happy that this is the third reunion Emily/Tink had with the world. And I hope that remembering seeing the lights will comfort her, even if she never fronts again.
She finally had one good night.
Happy plagueiversary
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Crazy how bullying is not really acknowledged as a real trauma like you really have to endure years and years of lord of the flies and then just move on like it never happened
I hate work I should be at the (remembers I don't want to go to the club) the imagination
Worst part about meeting new people, especially if they're the ones who came up to you, is telling stuff about yourself. "What's your name?" "What's your age?"
And then I'll have to figure out, which info do I give out. Do i make shit up??? Do I say stuff about myself?? OR DO I TELL STUFF ABOUT OUR HOST INSTEAD??? Dear god!
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Oracle. The answer is oracle linux.
in your opinion what is the worst distro?
i have been letting that ask sit in my inbox for three days now and i spent more time seriously thinking about this than i would like to admit honestly? beside the meme distros like amogos, i don't think there is any "you should never use this ever" bad distro. i have some preferences. i didn't really have a good time with manjaro personally. but bad? no, just not what i needed.
so, like... i dunno. i guess the one i didn't like is the worst for me.
They/Them/She/Her Enby // genderfluid // idkmanimjustvibing Some call my powers wizardry. i call them turning things off and on again.
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