Always reblog The Princess Bride
probably use ‘get back, witch!’ the most, I’m not sure what this says about me
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"It’s just nice to meet another human that shares my affinity for elf culture"
Movie quote Christmas cards available to buy in packs of four, or individually on my folksy shop.
Does anyone have a suggestion or even crumble of consideration about how to deal with someone who complains that it’s God’s fault for every event or even blip that goes awry in life. The common exclamation of “Omg, (yeah I know) God is in the fucking house again!” Or the tried and true “God hates me, he just wants me to die. I was only born to be tormented because life is hell.”
The washing machine won’t start: God did it! (As a note to that event: the button was loose and you just had to give it a shake- worked fine ever since)
The dogs- who are huge, just look at some old posts of mine- get in a fight and God’s making them fight!
Really, they’re fucking dogs. Why or how would some deity/celestial being decide these 2 male wolf hounds (1un-nuetered) should fight? The bigger question: if said diety exists then why would it care about some ordinary folks who happen to live in a mobile home, in an old and pour neighborhood of Austin. How did we become so fucking important? We, the teeny ants living in a tiny anthill with the everyday clusterfucks that happens to Every Other Ant in the 99% threshold. Why are we being singled out?
Just because we’re all dealing with some levels of depression? Apparently were all “extremely depressed” (news to me, I thought I was doing better) and there is something in the house that’s pushing us down that overgrown, dark forest path of self hate, tears, and angst. Because God is evil and only created the world as a permanent torment.
Every time I bring up a disagreeing point, I’m suddenly defensive and the conversation will not continue until I’m in a better frame of mind. Really? What the Fuck do I say to that? Hey I disagree, I actually hold some religion and am pretty okay with the whole God route?
How do I politely say: “Stop being a punk - ass bitch, the whole world don’t revolve around you, step off.”? I mean for fuck’s sake, this blame game is even used on actual people. “My father-in-law hates me, I know he does. I’m just a piece of shit.” This wonderful announcement was made in front of me, my mother (the mother-in-law), & the son (her husband). The ‘hater’ was taking a nap in the other room because he was fucking tired, he’s an extreme introvert (just like her) & prolonged interactions with people wear him down- JUST LIKE HER.
How do I not punch her in the face and say “you’re 34, that means you’re an adult. Stop fucking whining all the time, it’s old. Everybody and their fucking mom has problems. Deal with it or get out of my house you ungrateful, rude bitch.”
I’ve complained an essay’s worth of word vomit right onto tumblr, I could spew out a book about this sister-in-law who gets mad at me, in my house (mobile home), for sharing muffins and “taking over” by sitting at the kitchen table with them.
So if you want to voice an opinion feel free, I just needed an outlet before I punched a hole in a wall some where.
Starting today, your face, name, and personal information could appear in Google ads.
I love that when I unclicked the box, it said ‘Your friends will be less likely to benefit from your recommendations’ as if NOT having my browsing and searching history show up everywhere they look is a negative thing…
I guess my face and name will lend real credibility to the middle aged chronically depressed grossly unhealthy marginal poverty market.
HEY GUYS, SUPER IMPORTANT, GO AND OPT OUT ASAP.
Especially since it’s unlikely that any of us got told about this and it’s just a thing that’s happening without us knowing about it.
Oh for the love of God that makes me uncomfortable.
All to often, when a service though a large corporation such as Google is free, you are not the customer. You are the product.
yes thank you for opt-out
When the fuck are these idiots going to wake up and realize what a violation this is?
The mayor of Mississauga, Canada is a badass. via
Hazel McCallion, everbody.
92 years old,
34 years in office,
$0 in debt
$700 million in reserve
Eight prime ministers
But women aren’t strong leaders… OH WAIT.
Now I’m sure somebody’s gonna tell me something but
- supports a Palestinian state
- supports Aids CHarities
- told her city well if we cant get money y’all need to pay taxes and maintains a 76 approval rating
- nick named Hurricane Hazel
- and is so boss lady that she don’t run she’ tells folks to give that money to charity
I will always reblog this lady.
This woman gives all the right fucks.
Can she just destroy Rob Ford in a bareknuckle boxing match and take Toronto too?