My Diary: Revised

Happy 43rd Birthday, Tina Fey!

Sat, 18 May 2013 21:48:30 -0400

Happy 43rd Birthday, Tina Fey!

American Idiot Neutral Light

Sat, 18 May 2013 20:36:22 -0400

American Idiot Neutral Light

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Sat, 18 May 2013 19:24:21 -0400

Julie Andrews accepting the Oscar for Best Actress for her...

Wed, 15 May 2013 19:24:28 -0400

Julie Andrews accepting the Oscar for Best Actress for her performance in Mary Poppins (1965) [x]

rvacoffeestain: Cats posing like sorority girls

Wed, 15 May 2013 18:12:25 -0400

rvacoffeestain:

Cats posing like sorority girls

"I am a professional, Liz. I have never broken during a performance—ever! I was on stage in ‘Pippin’..."

Tue, 14 May 2013 21:48:09 -0400

“I am a professional, Liz. I have never broken during a performance—ever! I was on stage in ‘Pippin’ with Irene Ryan when she died and I kept going.”

- Jenna Maroney - 30 Rock, “Live Show”

I sometimes sit and think how brilliant this line is.

(via henriklemon)

johnwatsonandjenniferjareau: do you ever listen to broadway music and think they just wrote a song...

Tue, 14 May 2013 20:36:10 -0400

johnwatsonandjenniferjareau:

do you ever listen to broadway music and think

they just wrote a song about women killing their husbands

and its good

thepreppyyogini: ❤

Tue, 14 May 2013 19:24:09 -0400

thepreppyyogini:

❤

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Tue, 14 May 2013 18:12:17 -0400

“@taylortrensch: Also, @MaxCrumm is a revelation.”

Sat, 11 May 2013 20:36:28 -0400

“@taylortrensch: Also, @MaxCrumm is a revelation.”

Un jour chez Bert’s by Virginie Photography on Flickr.

Sat, 11 May 2013 19:24:28 -0400

Un jour chez Bert’s by Virginie Photography on Flickr.

by the end of this song, we’ll be best friends

Sat, 11 May 2013 18:12:27 -0400

by the end of this song, we’ll be best friends

promisesnevertobekept: gabbygirlw17: 221cbakerstreet: insomnia...

Fri, 10 May 2013 21:48:19 -0400

promisesnevertobekept:

gabbygirlw17:

221cbakerstreet:

insomniac—thoughts:

Favorite Titanic scenes: “So, you wanna go to a real party?”

Plot Twist: It’s a Gatsby party.

both ways he ends up dead in the water

and doesn’t get the girl

Or an oscar.

wheelbarrow-full-of-deutschmarks: junglewolf: not-homophobic-bu...

Fri, 10 May 2013 20:36:17 -0400

wheelbarrow-full-of-deutschmarks:

junglewolf:

not-homophobic-but:

fightffyrdmns:

bemusedlybespectacled:

lestradisms:

pheonee:

tw: image contains a really heterosexist tweet

equalseleventhirds:

the-deviations:

firegrowshigher:

slutofbabylon:

The powers that be do not want me to have a good night.

Man, let’s say you’re at a party, yeah? And there are people at the party that prefer cake, and people at the party who prefer pie, so the host serves both. Alright, cool.

So you go in for a slice of pie, when suddenly the host CHARGES over and goes “WOAH WOAH WOAH WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?”

“I’m having some pie, man, chill.”

“What the hell? I thought you had cake last time.”

“Yeah, I did have cake last time. But I’m not feeling the cake tonight. And this is my favorite kind of pie.”

“Ohhh no. I thought you were a CAKE person and now all of a sudden you’re eating pie on me? You’re confusing me! Make up your mind!”

“What’s the big deal, even? There’s plenty of both for everyone.”

“YOU CAN’T LIKE BOTH CAKE AND PIE. YOU HAVE TO CHOOSE.”

But man, fuck that guy, I’m going to have the pie anyway, who cares if I had cake last week.

And then if that pie is so good that I never want any other dessert for the rest of my life, that doesn’t mean I suddenly never liked that cake that I ate.

Actually this metaphor is kind of dumb. I guess I should just leave it at “fuck you.”

No, it’s sweet. In fact, it’s a lovely springboard for the rest of the sexualities. For instance, asexuality:

You’re enjoying the party - the music, the conversation - but you just don’t feel like eating cake or pie.

Suddenly, the host charges over with some cake he’s sure you’ll love. He knows this cake. It’s not too rich and not too dry. You politely refuse.

The party keeps going until the host comes back with a slice of pie, practically shoving it in your hands. You try to refuse again.

“Oh come on, what do you want?”

“Nothing, I’m fine.”

“Are you on a diet?”

“No, I just don’t eat pie. Or cake.”

“…you had a bad experience with dessert, didn’t you?”

“Excuse me?”

“Forgive me if I’m getting too personal, but it had to be something traumatic. Did someone spike a baked good of whatever construction with a laxative?”

“Fuck no. I just have no desire to eat dessert. I’m sure your pies, cakes, muffins, cookies, waffles, wafers, Nutella sandwiches, what have you…I’m sure they are all lovely. Please, serve them to any and all who would consume them. I’m not one of them. Is that really so hard to comprehend?”

“…you just haven’t found the right one.”

I sort of really love dessert metaphors for sexuality because some of the things people say about sexuality are so ridiculous, but people really only notice them with the metaphors.

Also I love them because I like food and I’m going to eat some dessert now.

the metaphor may begin to break down around demisexuality but what if you’re not really into the whole “eating desserts” thing, in general; like, maybe sweets just ain’t your thing! But your significant other always makes special desserts just for you and they put a lot of effort into them and so of course you eat them and they’re—well, they’re really nice, and so from then on you just really like the desserts they make, but if you go out to a party and they just have random desserts chillaxing you’re always like “eh” “nah” “doesn’t look too appetizing” “[SO] didn’t make ‘em they’re probs not that gr8”

and with pansexuality is like if you like cakes AND pies AND puddings and—just, all desserts, as long as they taste good! Trifles? Yes! Cookies? Yes! Fruit salad? Yes! Ice cream? Yes! But then people are just like “what there are only pies or cakes to choose from WHAT ARE THESE OTHER DESSERTS YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT I DON’T UNDERSTAND U”

#SOME PEOPLE LIKE VANILLA ICE CREAM #SOME PEOPLE LIKE CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM #SOME LIKE BOTH #SOME NEITHER #SOME ARE FANS OF ALL THE ICE CREAM FLAVOURS #SOME ONLY LIKE ICE CREAM ON SPECIAL OCCASIONS #SOME LIKE ICE CREAM WELL ENOUGH BUT DON’T OFTEN GO OUT AND BUY IT #SOME PEOPLE EAT HEAPS OF ICE CREAM OF ALL DIFFERENT BRANDS AND SOME PEOPLE EAT VERY RARELY BUT ALWAYS AT THE SAME STORE #SOMETIMES A PERSON WHO LIKES VANILLA ICE CREAM WILL TRY A PARTICULAR STORE’S CHOCOLATE AND REALLY LIKE IT #SOMETIMES A PERSON WILL FALL SO IN LOVE WITH A CERTAIN STORE’S MINT CHOCOLATE CHIP THEY JUST EAT NOTHING BUT THAT FOR AGES #IT’S OKAY #FUQ OFF

BLESS THIS POST

Hearts for eyes.

51,000 notes.

Do you guys know how happy I am that nhb is my side blog and I don’t have to see this all over my dash?

Sexuality described through the art of food. Two big things in my life. Can’t not reblog.

I’m so glad they included demisexuality in this, because that’s usually forgotten.

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Fri, 10 May 2013 19:24:17 -0400

getting an 80% on a test in 8th grade: (loud wailing that lasts at least an hour followed by a sinking feeling of despair and uselessness)

Fri, 10 May 2013 18:12:23 -0400

getting an 80% on a test in 8th grade: (loud wailing that lasts at least an hour followed by a sinking feeling of despair and uselessness)
getting an 80% on a test now: (power slides down the hall while singing the national anthem)

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Thu, 09 May 2013 21:48:09 -0400

"Fiction reveals truths that reality obscures."

Thu, 09 May 2013 20:36:25 -0400

“Fiction reveals truths that reality obscures.”

- Jessamyn West (via thepreppyyogini)

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Thu, 09 May 2013 19:24:23 -0400

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Thu, 09 May 2013 18:12:20 -0400