It's Ladynerd Rage, technically.

[ladynerdrage]

When I talk about my day to day, I don’t say ‘Life’ I say ‘Existence’.

That should probably worry me more, that I don’t think I ‘live’.  I simply ‘exist’.  I am.  I am here.  It is not good, it is mostly bad, TBH.  But I’m also an Atheist, and there are just enough things that I enjoy about ‘existence’ that I refuse to ‘not exist’--to end my ‘life’.  

I refuse.

Cancer may have taken my ‘life’ from me, but it has not taken my ‘existence’, and to that, I will cling--madly, doggedly, with a refusal to cease ‘existing’.

[centaurianthropology]

No, but seriously, do you know how amazing Vincent Price is?

Not just as an actor, although he was a blast to watch in everything he did.  He’s one of those actors who’s just clearly having a whale of a time, no matter how bad the film is.  He’s just genuinely happy to be there (it makes his villains a particular delight, and he played a LOT of them).

But did you know that he was also on the PFLAG board after his daughter came out to him?  And that he was one of the earliest celebrities to speak out against the silence surrounding the AIDS epidemic?

Did you know that when his daughter came out to him, he admitted to her that it had been difficult for him during his first two marriages, because his wives had not been pleased to find out that their husband was just as interested in men as they were?

That’s right, kids, Vincent Price was BISEXUAL AS FUCK, and it was one of those open Hollywood secrets.  And his wife Coral Browne?  The one he grew old with and wrote cookbooks with and was basically ridiculously sweet with?

Also bisexual as fuck.  They were the queer power couple of Hollywood in the 70s.  His daughter, Victoria, grew up around Rock Hudson and members of the LGBT community.  When she came out, Vincent Price became a board member of PFLAG and was just about the most accepting and awesome dad.

Did you know that Vincent Price played Oscar Wilde in a one-man play, and when it was denounced by anti-gay activist Anita Bryant, he dismissed her right back, saying that Oscar Wilde had already come up with a term for her: a Woman of No Importance?  Because Vincent Price was deliciously witty and an awesome person.

Let me conclude with a quote from his daughter (from this article, where I got a lot of this information):

‘“In a funny way, and I think I’m going to cry, he understood me at 22 better than I understood myself then,” Price concluded. “Of course, he was in his 70s and lived a hell of a lot longer than I had, and he understood that at the end of the day it’s about who and what and how we love. And I have not been a person who has been very successful at conventional relationships, but loving well and loving deeply has been the most important thing to me.”’

Happy birthday, Vincent Price.  You were a gem of an actor, and an even greater human being.

[ladynerdrage]

I already loved Vincent Price as the King of Horror from my childhood forays to the dollar horror section of the video store. Now I love him more, and I’m not even gay.  I just really love it when people are as Good and Kind as you hope they are, and this guy goes above and beyond in the awesome department.

[theweirdwideweb]

[blazeofgold-deactivated20190921]

I can stomach bro-type boys who actually are quite sweet and loveable beneath their bro exterior significantly more than like, guys who study philosophy and write “poetry” but beneath it all actually have the skewed moral compass and heedless self absorption of your common or garden bro.

[outlaw-queen-deactivated2018061]

chris evans vs james franco

[verdantelf]

joey tribbiani vs ross gellar

[disruptedoriginal]

This motherfucker was walking around Comic-Con in a hyper-realistic Walter White/Bryan Cranston mask

guess who was underneath this Bryan Cranston mask

fucking Bryan Cranston.

[magic-murder-bag]

Aaron Paul’s face is like a million different cries for help all molded into one expression

[wenchyfloozymoo]

[a-titty-ninja]

[miyuki-kazoo]

Someone pls tell me what anime this is

[sapphirecrook]

The heck.

[ladynerdrage]

It’s called ‘Good Luck Girl!’

[animedads-deactivated20210108]

they call me… 7 Knives. because that’s how many knives it takes me to cook things because I keep puttin em in the fuckin sink without thinking about it

[imovedhurgle-blog]

Fatphobia runs deeper than conventional beauty standards and what clothes we “can and cant” wear.

Fatphobia is so internalized and we’re so aware of that. Me and any of my friends that are also bigger can’t even eat around people because of the looks and the judgements we’re scared we’ll get from people. 

Hell I can’t even go out in public, i can’t dance, I can’t hang out with my friends, I feel like I can’t do anything without being some sort of laughing stock. 

because somepoint, in my life, ive seen a video or soemthing of a fat person doing something that’s just a normal part of life as something that’s funny, that if i were to do some silly every day thing, it’s funny specifically because I’m fat.

so yeah. you can reblog your “fat is beautiful uwu” posts and then turn around and reblog a post thats supposed to be funny because a fat person is eating weird, dancing, or just having fun because you think its funny that their fat even though you wont admit thats the reason. 

thanks

[imovedhurgle-blog]

i mean i make a lot of shitty text posts but this one was actually rlly important im not gonna let u guys ignore it

[imovedhurgle-blog]

im trying to not sound angry when i say it but you dont gotta be bigger to be able to reblog this y’know ppl need to aknowledge this is an actual problem 

[gif87a-com]

[notlostonanadventure]

I’m not on enough drugs for this

[exoergic]

I’m here for this.

[colescrow]

@kbearart

[ladynerdrage]

This is....amazing.

[jncos]

Mudskippers establish dominance over one another by seeing who can open their mouth the widest, which means I’m basically a god to them

[ladynerdrage]

At first I thought it said Mudkip and I was like WTF

[thatsthat24]

YOU WATCH DUBBED ANIME How could you. . . . . . . You MONSTER

Hahaha what, is there some sort of bad thing in respect to that? That’s twice the jobs for voice actors, isn’t that something to be appreciative about?

[ladynerdrage]

@thatsthat24

You’re right, and I think more people should watch it!!  My brother in law is a voice actor (Ninjago, Boys over Flowers, Dragonball Kai, Gintama, and many others) and the guy works his butt off!!

Supporting dubbed anime does lots of good things--like allow people with dyslexia to enjoy anime, or it allows people who can’t read subtitles well a way to enjoy it.

Not to mention, they are working twice as hard.  Pre-lay (recording the lines first while also filming the actors faces) is much more cost effective, but that’s not an option when dubbing.  Script revisions so that sentence structure and mouth movement match, not to mention getting the lines, the tones--and often hard to pronounce names from other languages--all make dubbing much more difficult than pre-lay.

Thank you for having respect for not just the first actors to voice characters, but also the second ones.

[the-real-eye-to-see]

Gymnastics has come a long compared to that old footage, but this difference is particularly significant for black girls! Because they have never taken seriously our abilities! Just because the color of our skin is not what they want to see!

Simone Biles’s fantastic performance has been covered by many news outlets all these years! Now we can see the real difference!

#BlackGirlsMagic

[dannymrowr]

It’s like a metaphor of what millenials have to do to get jobs vs baby boomers lol

[advanced-procrastination]

I was debating whether to reblog but that last comment did it for me

[ladynerdrage]

Yep, Me too.

[firagafox]

Went to the Polynesian Cultural Fest in town lookin like Janet Jackson, saw some great dancers and familiar faces all around. I’m glad they moved the event a little closer to home 💖💕🌴

[ladynerdrage]

never let anyone tell you that you are not the most adorable person on Tumblr

[ladynerdrage]

I can’t remember when I stopped enjoying things.

I still laugh.  I smile.  I play with my nieces and nephew and I love them and I hold kittens and they make me smile and I cry at movies--but I can’t remember when I last truly enjoyed myself.

I go out a couple times a week with my best friend--but I avoid social obligations outside of him and my immediate family.

Could have gone to a party last night, but I stayed home and watched Jessica Jones.  And...then I watched Luke Cage.  

I made nine chicken wings, honey garlic, and I ate them all.

No one was home, so I didn’t smoke any pot.

It was as I was loading a bowl to go to bed that I realized I hadn’t had weed all day.  I usually smoke maybe two or three times, maybe once more before bed, couple of times during the day, depending on how crazy it is here.

I live with four kids that aren’t mine--one of whom is overwhelmingly needy with attention because she’s autistic and convinced I’m going to drop dead any second if she isn’t six inches from my fucking ass.

Unless you give her an ipad or some minecraft, then she’s a ghost.  She’s 11.  That’s the oldest one.  The littlest is still in diapers.

I’ve had my tubes tied for a year or so now, and I have zero fucking regrets.

I’ve got another year of chemo, and then six months of terror, waiting for the tumors to come back, for the chemo to start again.

But I’m not going to kill myself.  I’m an atheist, and death terrifies me because of it.

There’s no heaven.  Just an end to the pain.  But also an end to the pleasures of life.

But what pleasures?  I don’t have sex anymore because the chemo took a shotgun to my libido.  

I secretly eat bad food, hate myself, tell myself it’s fine because it doesn’t matter, my thyroid is fucked so no matter what I eat, my weight doesn’t seem to change.  Stuck at ‘kinda fat’ for fucking ever.

I don’t like to be filmed, photographed, recorded--seen.

I hate my face, what the surgery has done to me.  I don’t like that I’m all lopsided and half my mouth doesn’t work and only the left side of my neck has the little double chin thingy--they couldn’t have made it even?

Did they have to make me so damn derpy looking?  I mean, I guess I’m not ugly, but--I don’t like my face.  I don’t shower, or do my hair for days on end, because I don’t want to look in the mirror.

When my mom calls, I struggle to look at her face instead of the tiny box with mine in it, because I’m worried I look like a freak all the time.

My last boyfriend dumped me back in January, just shy of four years together.  He never told me why.

But it’s because I wouldn’t fuck anymore.  Or clean.  Or shower.  Or brush my teeth every day.  I expected him to go and get a new job when he got laid off, but he didn’t--he left the house without me four times in the eight months before he and I split.  

Every time he left, I masturbated--because I was so fucking stupidly horny--but I can’t stand to have anybody touch me.

Personally, I think I’m repulsive.

I know I’m an Atheist, so I shouldn’t believe in souls but--mine is so tired.

I am so tired.

My best friend had a baby, and I went to visit when she was about six months old.  Mama took a video of baby while I was holding her in my lap, playing with her, and I didn’t even think about it.  She was recording the baby, not me.

But I was in the background.

I have this slur when I talk, because half my tongue and half my bottom lip on the right side are paralyzed, among other paralyzed things on my right side.

We went to her father-in-law’s store, and she showed the video to a friend of the family.

I actually had to look away once I realized I had been recorded too.  You could hear me talking to the baby.

I sounded drunk.  The woman kept glancing at me, and I was ashamed.

As we walked out, I asked her to either delete the video, or never show it to anyone else again.

I love that baby, that woman, and her husband.

I was her Maid of Honor.

Best friends since grade eight.

And I asked her to delete a video of me playing with her baby because I was ashamed that I sound like a fucking lush while I hold her beautiful baby girl.

I’m crying, right this fucking second.

But am I gonna tell any of this to my therapist on Monday?

Nope. Not a fucking chance.

[hart2hartsquared-deactivated201]

Adult Wednesday Addams: Planned Parenthood

[sourpunchfuck]

shit you’re kidding me this is amazing

[whichchick]

Adult Wednesday Addams is comedy gold.

[bullletproof-love]

Don’t tell your daughter that when a boy is mean or rude to her it’s because he has a crush on her. Don’t teach her that abuse is a sign of love.

[comic-canary]

My mom always taught me yell or fight back. Boys would be mean and I would yell back. I would get my ass pinched and I would smack them as hard as I could.

Who alway got in trouble? Me.

They would call my mother and she always came in and lectures my teachers and threatened to sue for making her miss work and treating me poorly.

She always taught my brothers to respect women. The only fights my brothers ever got in was defending women from someone else.

The school tried to call my father once instead of my mother on us. He came in in his full preacher outfit (being a preacher and all) and gave them an entire sermon on what would Jesus day of he was called in. They decided dealing with my mom was better.

[edmundo-noches-buckley]

I think my favorite story of this is when some kid snapped my bra and I turned around, didn’t even think about it, and punched that little motherfucker right in the nose.

So naturally, I end up in the principal’s office, refusing to apologize. 

“He shouldn’t have put his hands on me and I wouldn’t have hit him!” That’s the only thing I was saying.

These people had the unfortunate luck of catching my dad at home, instead of my mom. So he comes fucking sauntering in there, like he’s Clint fucking Eastwood in some western movie and looks at me. 

“Melissa, did you punch him?” 

“Yes.” I said. 

“Why?” 

“Because he snapped my bra strap.” 

And he turns his squinty eyed glare to the principal and says, “You’re telling me my daughter is in trouble because that squirrely looking kid put his hands on her and she chose to defend herself? That’s what you are saying to me.” 

“Well, sir-” The man kind of stuttered because my dad is kind of intimidating in the quiet sort of way that kind of whispers in the back of your mind that this person could be dangerous. “Melissa did make it physical.” 

“No. That kid put his hands on my daughter. Are you saying my daughter cannot defend herself when some boy decides to put hands on her? Is that what you are teaching my girl?” 

I didn’t get suspended that day.  

[lotrlocked]

*slow clap for excellent parenting*

[ive-got-a-dark-side]

This is the parent I want to be omg

[marybeatriceofmodena]

I went to a nun school. 

The nuns there were like, so rad. 

It was a party organized for the end of the school year, and I was helping in the kitchen to prepare stuff with a nun and a bunch of little girls. There was one of the girls’ little brother who was there. 

There was a little girl who was carrying a bowl of tomato sauce and was going outside, but the boy was just in front of her and he slammed the door in her face. She dropped the bowl on the floor and got all messy. 

So what happened? 

The nun went outside, took the boy by the arm, and gave him an epic speech going around the lines of: “Would you treat the Virgin Mary like that, young man?” “Nnnnno…” “Then treat every girl like she’s the Virgin Mary.” Not only the boy had to apologize to the little girl, but he also had to clean up and he was put on kitchen duty for the rest of the day. 

Then another day, in catechism class (I was a in a girls’ school, mind you), the nun was there telling us: “If a guy touches you in a way you don’t like, punch him in the face. It’s not a sin against charity. On the contrary, you’re being charitable by showing him he’s sinning by impurity and you’ll save him from going to hell.” 

So I was at my desk during class looking like this: 

[musicalhell]

Reblogging for awesome dads and kickass nuns.

[knitmeapony]

If the Catholic church were run by like 90% of the nuns I know, the world would be a much better, much cooler place.