Pocket-Sized

“I never had intimate friends, and the few who came close are in New York. By which I mean they’re dead, because that’s where I suppose condemned souls go in order not to endure the truth of their past lives.”

– Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores. (via communicants)

newwavefeminism:

autistpsyche:

you should check out #AcademicAbleism on twitter, if you haven’t already. 

I’m interested in more discussions on how this impacts students in lower grade levels. How does the young black girl feel about herself when she encounters a teacher who isn’t skilled in properly accommodating her learning disability? How is her future trajectory affected - will she #elementaryableism prevent her from even having access to/experiencing #academicableism?

I started this daily video journal a while back. Then I completely forgot it existed for about six months. Came across it again today while I was trying to clean out my computer and thought I’d share. This is me talking for about 7m about my writing process and how it relates to my mental health.

That thing where you see a webcomic and you’re like, “Yep, that character is pretty much me today. …In fact, we’re even wearing the same sweater. Whoa.”

Stuff About Me That is Mostly True

Some random factoids about me for no particular reason:

  • The transition from being cold to being warm is one of my very favorite physical sensations.

  • I’m going to be 32 in less than a week.

  • I always seem to wake up in the same physiological state I went to sleep in. (If I went to sleep sad or groggy, I wake up sad or groggy. If I went to bed with some energy left, I wake up feeling energetic. If I fell asleep horny, I wake up horny. It really is as if my body’s just gone on “pause”.)

  • As long as I’ve been getting regular sleep, I will also wake up almost exactly 8 hours from when I fell asleep, if I don’t set an alarm.

  • I claim to have “lived on five continents” but, technically, three of those were only islands that were associated with their respective continents (Japan - Asia; Ireland - Europe; Ross Island - Antarctica) and the fourth continent (Australia) is, itself, an island.

  • In every country where I’ve lived, I’ve spent at least one year living in that country’s capitol — or the closest equivalent, anyway, if you count McMurdo as the “capitol” of Antarctica. :P

  • I first discovered that I was queer because I realized I was attracted to a female Disney character — Esmeralda from the Hunchback of Notre Dame. (I’ve never even seen the movie, I just saw her on a poster and was like, “Jesus! That…is how I usually feel about boys. What?” This was followed in quick succession by attraction to Shirley Manson from Garbage, and to my middle school best friend who I had a torturous unrequited crush on for the next several years.) 

  • I’m sort of paranoid about getting cancer. But apparently not paranoid enough to wear sunscreen on a regular basis or, like, quit smoking.

  • I have the chorus from “Jesse’s Girl” stuck in my head right now. It’s incredibly annoying. (Now, so do you! Bwahaha!!)

  • Even though I’ve thought that anthropomorphized animals were The Coolest Thing since basically forever, I let the Internet shame me out of actually looking at furry porn until, like, tonight. I’m glad I finally got over it. Good furry porn is really fun, and freakin’ hot, it turns out.

  • I started a “professional” Tumblr a little while ago under my legal name — which is basically just a “personal” Tumblr where I don’t post anything “unprofessional” (like stuff about furry porn) — so that when I’m eventually looking for jobs and clients and they Google me, they’ll ideally find that blog and think they’ve successfully discovered my “personal” we presence.

  • I was kind of a goth in high school. (Big surprise.)

  • I also played a bunch of tabletop roleplaying games including AD&D, Shadowrun, and, of course, every Whitewolf game under the sun. I kinda miss it.

  • The last novel I finished was Dune. The last movie I saw was Divergent. And I’ve been in the middle of a book of steampunk short stories called Clockwork Fairy Tales forever. 
  • I’m really sleepy. Goodnight.

  • It’s still stuck in my head.

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