Hi I'm Alex. 23. Work at home mom. Happily married since May, 2012. We have one son, Spencer, born in August '13 and we're expecting another little boy in June 2015. We have three furbabies, a corgi named Quincy, a shepherd mix named Tali, and a cat named Dean. Freelance web content writer. I'm also a licensed hairdresser. A few things I enjoy are social networking/media, reading, anime, video games, couponing, knitting, alternative/post-hardcore/metalcore/mathcore/whatever music, organizing, and trying new recipes from Pinterest. Welcome to my little corner of the net. Enjoy my future musings. I don't expect follow backs, so if you don't like my blog, it's all good. I like yours. =] Ravenclaw; beech, unicorn core, ten inches, pliable. Currently Watching: Desperate Housewives, Sword Art Online s2, Aldnoah Zero, Bleach, Elfen Leid, Star Driver, Parasyte The Maxim
if u donuts wanna start shipping new star wars characters then be my fucking guest but mama din’t raise no fool. im waitin til i know who related to who so i don’t have to spend the next ten years in the shower praying for forgiveness. fool me once, george lucas.
-Can’t remember when it started
-Still don’t understand how yesterday wasn’t Halloween
-Did I even have a birthday?
-Why doesn’t anything feel real?
-Where the fuck are my memories I seriously don’t remember anything
I never see a cashier with an empty queue. Self-serve checkout machines make life GREAT for people with social anxiety or self conscious people. I get nervous that everyone is judging my weight. So when I do my monthly ice-cream, chocolate, and menstrual products run, I will do it with a fucking self-serve machine.
I’m happy seeing my friends take photos of their food. I like taking photos of my food. Because there is a chef in the back of the kitchen who works hard to plate things beautifully and in any other situation, people dive in immediately and ruin that image. We take photos to preserve that image and who the fuck knows, if I was the chef I would be digging through instagram hoping to see my plate on there. We’re celebrating someones hard work, work that is generally temporary.
And I don’t know what kind of friends you have, but if someone is taking a photo of their food, I’m not gonna bother talking to them until they’re done. Why would you try to have a conversation when someone is busy?? And it takes a few minutes, you can wait for someone who wants to perform a small act of creativity.
It’s nice to get likes on instagram. If you’re monogamous and on tinder, it’s not technology’s fault you’re contemplating cheating. What is SO BAD about having food delivered to your home? And is there anything wrong with having movies streaming instantly? No - but if you complain that Netflix takes up your life than be an adult and step back. It’s not technology’s fault that you have no self control.
Selfies are fun. Selfies are great. Your friend is a jerk if they don’t even take a minute to take of photo of you as well. Why do you care if people use technology around you on the subway? That makes me feel less self-conscious that people are staring or judging me. They can play their games, read, etc. Someone is occupied, why is that so wrong?
Your phone has a zoom option so you can record/photograph a concert? FUCKING good for you!
And again. If your phone keeps you up, be an adult, get some self control and step back.
Technology isn’t bad. You’re just upset with yourselves for having a lack of self-control. You hate that people connect through technology. And maybe, you just don’t like seeing people love themselves, enjoy life, and feel joy. That’s your problem, not technology’s.
i would have done the rest but my eyes were about to roll out of my head over the clueless hypocrisy and self-congratulatory posturing of digitally illustrating luddite crapola about how baaaad technology is, and then posting it on the internet for people to enjoy it.
artist owned themself harder than any critic could, credit where due
When trains became a thing, people were frightened that they would destroy human social structure, because passengers on trains all brought books to read instead of striking up conversation with strangers, like was customary if you were sharing a stage coach.
5. It’s hard to be offended when white people jokes involve bland food/tourist dads in socks and sandals/white girls in yoga pants obsessed with pumpkin spice/suburban PTA moms and other harmless and mostly true stereotypes while jokes about POC involve them being called thugs/criminals/slurs/uneducated/illegal immigrants.
6. They’re usually really fucking funny and don’t perpetuate stereotypes that will ever affect me economically, politically, or cause me any true harm, let alone create risks that “justify” my murder and/or death
the worst part about the stereotype that young people are lazy is that it makes so much of our work seem invalid. i know so many kids who have 6+ hours of homework a day, do sports/extracurricular activities, have jobs, get less than 5 hours of sleep a night from studying, and still get dismissed as being lazy just cause their room isn’t clean
Me, internally: everyone has forgotten, but I haven't. I haven't forgotten uptown funk. I can't hear those words without getting an unexplainable urge to say 'hot damn.' Maybe nobody forgot. Maybe we all think this. I feel like we need to talk about the influence this song had on all of us.
Saturday Night Live will be hosted by Donald Trump on November 7th
The idea of a man such as Trump hosting SNL is terrifying, and I believe he’s gotten enough television and press time. I really want to make the country realize that Trump is the opposite of what most of us want. I know this plea doesn’t have a chance in hell, but I’m hoping for a mass boycott of SNL November 7th. His airtime won’t mean anything if no one is watching it. Please reblog this I recognize that not watching a tv show is a small act individually, but if millions of people tune out, we may actually get our voices heard.
Tldr: Don’t watch SNL on November 7th because Trump is a bad man.
I disagree. The makeup is clearly reflective of traditional Geisha makeup which is yellowface and therefore racist. Furthermore, the girl is wearing a kimono, a garment that has for ages carried cultural significance. Assuming that she is white how can you think this is ok? And cultural appropriation isn’t a thing? What rock do you live under? I suggest you educate yourself on the differences between cultural appreciation and cultural appropriation.
I am japanese, in japan at this very moment. The only people who think culture shouldnt be shared are racists like you.
A vast majority of Japanese people actually enjoy other people making an effort to spread and enjoy japanese culture, and encourage it. Many make businesses in deliberately taking pictures of people in kimono. A common omiage (gift) for foreigners from japanese people is traditional japanese things such as kimonos, tea seats, shisa dog statues, ect.
And to top it off, basically 80 percent of japanese customs, traditions, and food, came from other countries. Japanese is an integration of different cultures, like america. Japan takes influences from places like korea, china, russia, and europe. If japan stuck to itself, there would be no tempura, japanese tea, tea ceremonies, kabuki, japanese bread, japanese curry, j- pop, anime, cars, or modern fishing techniques. The picture is not “yellow face” they are not making fun of asians. In fact, it looks like they put extra care and research into their work.
The only reason that you have a problem with this is because that little girl is white and you know that it is acceptable on tumblr to crap all over white people. The only racist here is you.
Because they’re idiots, that’s why. They don’t understand that stuff like black face was offensive because it emphasized negative attributes of black people for entertainment, while Geisha is just a traditional make-up used in Japan for things like theater.
They can’t tell the difference between something meant to characterize an entire race and something that’s actually part of the damn culture.