November Photo-A-Day Recap

With Sandy and Athena throwing a wrench in this month’s Photo-A-Day for me, I fell horribly behind and ultimately forgot about it.

Regardless, I got a few of the prompts down! 🙂

Something Beginning With ‘C’ // Breakfast // TV

Something You Do Every Day // Small // Can’t/Won’t Live Without

Night // Drink // Where You Slept

In Your Bag // View From Your Window[s] // On The Wall

Thanksgiving, Black Friday and all that Other Crap

Well, Thanksgiving has come and gone.

I survived. Barely.

Things were going GREAT until my family decided to bring up politics at the dinner table.

You’d think we’d you know, talk about Sandy/Athena and praying for those people.

Nope, instead the ‘disappointment’ of Obama’s victory was mentioned.

Oh, I’m sorry the scary-looking tampon-banning Republican didn’t get in.

But America has spoken, so either shut up and deal with it or get the hell out.

And then the age old question:

Why don’t you have a boyfriend yet?

Well GEE, there’s two possible reasons for this:

1. I don’t give a flying fuck about relationships

2. I’M A BIG HUGE FLAMING LESBIAN

Figure it out and stop fucking asking. Better yet, just STOP ASKING.

Black Friday is meh.

I don’t and won’t ever understand why people will get up at buttcrack o’clock just to get a 52″ LCD television for $150, and not only that, they will hurt other shoppers and employees for that stupid TV.

I’ve already secured and sent off Sarah’s Christmas present.

Lacuna Coil’s latest album?

$10 on Amazon with free two day shipping?

I can do that!

Bing bang, DONE!

I also got a credit to get a .99 cent album or song so it worked out pretty awesome.

I’m Thankful For…

’tis the season to be thankful for things, and while I meet Thanksgiving with an air of distaste due to the fact that I have to shove myself in the closet and listen to my extended family debate, piss and moan that more states are making it legal for me and my fellow gays to get married and how it’s against the Bible.

…At least the food is good.

I have a strong distaste towards religion. It drives a wedge between people.  Biggest reason why I don’t have one even though I’m baptized Catholic.

Anyway, enough about my gripe with religion.

I’m Thankful For…

?! First and foremost, being alive. I wasn’t supposed to leave the hospital when I was born

?! My girlfriend Sarah

?! The fact that Sarah can accept every last flaw (anxiety, self-injury history and a ongoing battle with anorexia)

?! The few friends I have, online and off

?! Tea (and hot cocoa, too!)

?! My parents helping me through my financial crisis, because without them, I’d probably be broke, homeless and hungry

?! My bedroom, my safe space

?! Electricity,  because 11 days without it taught me just how valuable a simple light or television that keeps you connected to the outside world really is

Rouge & Whimsy

That Moment Where You Wish You Hadn’t.

I had one of those last night.

I stumbled across Get Off My Internets via a Google Search for Angie‘s blog. She had just changed her design and I wanted to check it out. I wasn’t on my normal PC at the time so I couldn’t just ‘click on over’.

 I was shocked and taken aback by the things said, and as soon as I went to alert Angie about it, I noticed she was already aware.

In the passing moments, I was going through this blog/forum, and kept seeing familiar blog names come up.

And all the while, I kept wondering if the owners knew about this little niche on the web that people go to snark about other people in the public eye.

Moments go by, and then I’m like, “OH GOD. What if -I’m- on there?” I did a quick search for my blog’s name and only really came up with threads on other bloggers, but one had over 109 pages of responses and at the time I was just too tired to go through it all.

Tired and upset that people can be that cruel.

From what I unearthed so far, I’m pretty much “safe” but only for so long I bet. Pretty certain someone somewhere will find something to say about me.

If you truly hate someone that much, grow a pair and say it to their face, or better yet, don’t say anything at all.

Then again, this is the Internet, and that shit’s going to happen regardless.

(As an aside, I’m not sure if this site is just entirely for the LOLs but who frickin’ knows these days…)