Job interview tomorrow. Bye bye beard. :(

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maghilli :

MONONOKE ADVENTURE. OH MY GOD.

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Tumblr’s National Anthem

Rule #3 Of Tumblr :
ALWAYS RE-BLOG THE NATIONAL ANTHEM. 

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g4tv:

Want to win a nifty G4 t-shirt of your choice?

Because we’re doing another round of epic giveaways!

RULES:

1. You’ve got to follow us on Tumblr. We can’t just give shirts to strangers! We want to give them to our pals, so let’s be pals.

2. US only. We love all of our fans, but unfortunately, we’re sending these via carrier pigeons and our carrier pigeons are so ignorant when it comes to locations. They’ll learn the world eventually, promise.

3. Reblog this post!

4. ENJOY T-SHIRT!

If you win, you get to pick which shirt you’d like. Note, the shirt with “GEEK” written on the back? Yeah, that comes in “NERD” as well. Awesome, we know.

HOP TO IT! Just in time for E3. 

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Death of a toenail. at 9:30 this asshole gets removed for ge 6th time since grade 5. I will be waking up screaming and crying every night/morning this is going to be sweet/

morgansea:

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shemalepolice:

a set of screencaps from ‘dys4ia’ an amazing flash game by anna anthropy, based on her experiences with hormone replacement therapy. you can play dys4ia here this is a link.

the gameplay of dys4ia is incredibly simple, but dys4ia tells a really really really personal story, particularly for a flash game. obviously i’m biased, but anna anthropy touches on things with dys4ia that i would struggle to discuss, even with close friends.

at one point, i stopped playing right in the middle of one of the final ‘mini-games’ of dys4ia to watch the sun set and reflect on what some of it meant to me personally. imo, it’s probably some of the most strangely “honest” media depicting transition i have personally experienced.

that said, the game isn’t like, a perfect masterpiece. but it’s VERY COOL IMO idk i am extremely biased just ignore me k wutever. here is what anna had to say on the night she released dys4ia

dys4ia is the story of the last six months of my life: when i made the decision to start hormone replacement therapy and began taking estrogen. i wanted to catalog all the frustrations of the experience and maybe create an “it gets better” for other trans women. when i started working on the game, though, i didn’t know whether it did get better. i was in the middle of the shit detailed in level 3 of the game, and at the time i had no idea what the ending would be; it was hard to envision a happy ending.

this was amazing. there’s also a great interview with anna anthropy at prettyqueer.com at the moment

I blogged about this game a few months back, but it’s fuckin awesome. So… go take a look. 

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you-egg:

The view from my dads house (up the valley and out to the ocean) - posted for a friend

Please forgive me if I seem brash and off-set

for I am not myself,

there was a time when “myself” was with me and by my side 

and things were much easier,

“myself” was bounded by a contract that seemed never-ending

but “never-ending” it seems has an end,

so please forgive me if I seem discouraged or dispondent

for I am not myself,

“myself” left me alone atop the slide and I’m

looking for safe arms to drift into

forever my favorite song after a Hiatus of listening to music for the exact purpose of making it a more enjoyable experience.

Trying out hipstomatic to try and have some kind of fun

But in all honesty I don’t see the point of living.

I’m not suicidal or anything, I just don’t understand. 

Why do we have lives? Like, what’s the purpose?

Why do most people (me included. or just me alone) feel like you need a purpose for something?

I just don’t understand, like. If God or any god or goddess does exist. I just don’t think it’s fair to give me life when I never really asked for it in the first place.

Like, you wake up at the age of 2-3 because that’s when you become self-aware (around that area) and then you start living. Living the life of a Human being.

I don’t want to be a terrible person and say that’s a horrible thing. 

It just seems so odd to be a Human.

I hate myself and everything about how everything turns out.

pitchblackglow:

am i the only one who read this in her voice

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