A Fag of All Trades

the other day a friend of a friend referred to "busting out of your abdomen like the alien from the Predator films" and I was completely caught off guard. like I guess that's - that's not wrong. the alien was. okay she was in the Predator films. well some of them. but like. she had her own. she's the alien from the Alien films. like. they have her name on them. he's not "King Kong from the Godzilla films"

there's also a reason it's not called an "abdomenburster" but one issue at a time

it's like when headlines refer to a famous woman via her husband. that's not "Predator's wife" she's got her own franchise!!

There's always a moment of intense cultural whiplash whenever I realize I'm talking to someone who thinks "legal" and "illegal" are meaningful categories and ascribes innate goodness to following the law. It's like meeting a space alien.

in order to celebrate diversity the new nato phonetic alphabet is advocacy belonging chosen-family defiance empowerment freedom glamour herstory identity joy kin liberation majesty nonconformity opulence persistence queer reclamation solidarity transgender unapologetic visibility werk xtra yaaas and zaddy

u can either reach me on tumblr dot com or hand written letter

how victorian <- is referring to the tv show victorious

how edwardian <- is referring to the tv show ed edd n eddy

i’m in love with u

if you go looking for doom and gloom all you will see is doom and gloom. if you go looking for reduced items at the grocery store you may find a littol treat

i'm afraid the phrase "touch my wee wee touch my fucking wee wee!" has become a consistent part of my internal monologue vocabulary