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I cant go to my local libary anymore because last year when I stopped by a librarian was reading a book I wrote under a pen name years ago. This book sold under 10k copies and I've literally only heard people talk about this book online *if* I went looking for it so I went up to them and tried to start a conversation like "oh hey I've heard of that book is it good?" Like hoping for some real feedback and she goes "yeah I love reading things by queer writers" and in a moment of terror I was like "oh but- hold on, I thought the author was some old hetero white guy?!" A thing I thought because I used my own dead grandpa's picture for the author pic because grandpa never had internet. I fake looked it up and was like "yeah if he was queer its not public?" And without looking up this absolute unit goes "oh the author bio is obviously fake. I'd bet my left leg the author is a west coast millennial non-binary queer who has never lived on the east coast." And then proceeded to rattle off a dozen linguistic flourishes that are specfic to the pacific northwest that are in the book and several that are nearly ubiquitous in the state where I said my pen name lives that are somehow completely absent from the book.
So you know. Got read for fifth and didn't even find out if she liked it.
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sidewalk art I walked by today. there is love out there.
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Happy Pride đ | The Golden Girls (1985-1992)
Thinking of Superbat being Clark who has memorised Bruce's heartbeat and then panics because he can't hear it anymore(it was only a split second). So he rushes to wherever Bruce is immediately. Only to then find out he sneezed.
Bruce: Why are you in my shower, Clark?
Clark: Um...
Whenever they gave us one of those "read through ALL the instructions before you begin!" trick assignments in school where the steps lead you on an increasingly ridiculous goose chase until the final one tells you to just put your name on the paper and turn it in without doing anything else, I was always like, "Okay, but what's the point? Surely the REAL world won't be anything like this." And then I grew up and discovered that not only is the real world often exactly like that, some people won't even read the first line of the instructions even if they make perfect sense. And these people are called "co-workers"
george forgets which neopronouns his partner uses. elaine starts dating a guy with her birthname, and discovers his birthname is elaine. jerry takes newmanâs comment that he isnt âreallyâ butch because he uses bath salts to heart. an ominous horoscope drives kramer to audition for rupaulâs drag race.
JERRY: Well, maybe itâs any pronouns.
GEORGE: No, Jerry, itâs not any pronouns! Iâd know if it was any pronouns! If they used any pronouns, I wouldâve defaulted to âsheâ by now!
JERRY: Yeah, you would have, wouldnât you.
(LAUGH TRACK)
GEORGE: Look, Jerry, please, you gotta help me. Theyâre gonna be here in less than ten minutes, just ask them while Iâm in the room. Ten seconds, over and done with. Please.
JERRY: You want me to ask for pronouns?
GEORGE: (FALLS UPON KNEES) JERRY IâM BEGGINâ YOU!
JERRY: âŚTell me I look butch.
GEORGE: WHAT?
JERRY: You heard me. Tell me. I look. Butch.
GEORGE: Jerry, I - I canât -
JERRY: See, you hesitated! What is it? Is it the shirt, the hair -
GEORGE: Jerry please, we donât have time for this! JERRY: Ten seconds to ask your new partner what their pronouns are, and you canât spare any time to tell me what about me passes as femme? GEORGE: âŚThe deodorant is a bit much, I mean, peach-scented deodorant -
JERRY: I KNEW it!
(KRAMER enters through the front door, dressed in nothing but a bra, flesh-colored leggings and a long, blonde wig) KRAMER: Do either of you have any spirit gum? Itâs kind of an emergency!
KRAMER: You know I hate to intrude, but uh, what kind of pronouns would you mind me using for you?
(Both JERRY and GEORGE turn discreetly to listen) BRICK: Oh, thank you for asking! Any pronouns are fine!
GEORGE: AAAGH!
(GEORGE stumbles to the floor.)
ELAINE: So they broke up with you, huh?
GEORGE: She didnât buy my story about fleeing a sudden fire.
JERRY: Youâve got to stop defaulting to she/her.
GEORGE: ANY PRONOUNS, JERRY! She/her is a perfectly valid pronoun! I couldâve had a she/her, a they/them, a xe/xir, Jerry I couldâve had it all.
ELAINE: Still, she/her for Brick? I wouldnât have guessed, I mean, they were more butch than Jerry.
(JERRY drops his spoon in his diner soup. George and Elaine are unphased. Laugh track.)
GEORGE: So, your relationship is going SO great, huh? With Mr. Deadname?
ELAINE: Yeah, well, Iâm probably gonna cut things off. I mean, I got rid of that name for a reason, yknow? Too much baggage.
JERRY: Youâre jealous he was born an Elaine?
ELAINE: Look, I donât see whatâs so bad about being an Elaine! I mean, look at me, am I not the picture perfect Elaine? I was born to be Elaine. My parents didnât know what they were THINKING not naming me Elaine, but does he care? No. Just tosses Elaine aside like an old sandwich.
GEORGE: An old sandwich?
ELAINE: Yeah, youâd toss that out, right?
GEORGE: How old?
ELAINE: I donât know, a week?
(GEORGE sits in quiet thought)
JERRY: Maybe heâs thinking the same thing about you.
ELAINE: What do you mean?
JERRY: Well, maybe heâs been wracking his brain trying to figure out why youâd throw away a name as perfect asâŚ
(ELAINE glares at JERRY)
JERRY: âŚYou know.
ELAINE: No. Thereâs no way. With a name like that heâs lucky anyone is even interested.
GEORGE: They have a point-
ELAINE: Default back to she/her.
GEORGE: She has a point, Jerry. Not only can I not imagine Elaineâs parents picking a name like that, I canât imagine being an adult and choosing that name. It wouldnât be anybodyâs deadname, it shouldnât be anybodyâs name. Itâs just one prolonged mistake.
ELAINE: Better name than George.
(LAUGH TRACK)
JERRY: Maybe itâs the opposite.
ELAINE: What do you mean?
JERRY: Well, maybe he picked you up because he misses having Elaine in his life.
GEORGE: You donât think heâsâŚ?
JERRY: No, just likes the name. Maybe he realized heâs got some attachment to the name, but he doesnât want it for himself.
ELAINE: âŚI could live with that.
(LAUGH TRACK, KRAMER enters in a torn green sequin dress, wig cap, smeared make up, and holding a blonde beehive wig under one arm.)
JERRY: How long did you last?
KRAMER: I didnât even make it on. I got into a fight with Katya Zamolodchikova.
GEORGE: Over what?
(KRAMER makes some sort of KRAMER sounds and wild hand gestures, the others nod.)
(ELAINEâS BOYFRIEND enters)
JERRY: Oh, hey Blaine.

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*batman voice* Gerard Way?
I wonder what would go good with this bread? The humble garlic:
Get it. Because.. because garlic bread..
when I was in high school I had a literature teacher who had a policy of unlimited extra credit. All you had to do was read a book by a notable author (his discretion) and have a little chat with him after school to prove that you read it. No limits, no need for variety (one month I decided I really loved Kurt Vonnegut and just read everything of his I could get my hands on).
Yes, I was tearing through books constantly, and talking to this teacher at least weekly. Because even though I always loved reading as a kid, literature was always a very weak subject for me in terms of a teaching-to-standardized-test school setting (I just do awful on "what color were the curtains" type multiple choice questions. Those details don't stick in my memory THEY JUST DON'T). But that didn't matter for this class. I could just read my way out of any bad test score. I have always had fond memories of how I "fudged" my way through that class and "abused' the extra credit policy.
I was thinking about it again today, and only just now realized that he absolutely tricked me into being well-read, while my teenage self thought I was totally getting away with something. THAT MOTHERFUCKER. I hope he's doing well.

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im so used to tumblr that i forgot some troglodytes on reddit wouldnt be even surface level familiar with the concept of the robot lesbian
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