Velma Appreciation Club
I like business ethics and psychology and Clement Attlee and eating.
Cait has boobs. And a sonic screw driver. And my heart.
This blog is pro-hair and pro-deli. Any queries should be sent to Katie
How do I explain the love I have for Julia, my long suffering wife, who has to put up with my forgetfulness and inability to write about nipples. Proud to have studied English with you, Victor
Previously aristotlepants, sister-suffragette, bockifer
OKAY
So I am not going to delete this blog, I am too sentimental for that
But I am not going to post on here any more, and I am going to delete all my personal posts etc, so really this is a ghost blog now
Here’s an amusing game for all you coal-hearted misanthropes out there. Next time you find yourself lurking in the corner at a party, watching the disgusting fun unfold around you, start saying the word “despair” out loud. Begin the incantation at conversational level, then increase the volume incrementally until someone asks you to leave. I guarantee you’ll be bellowing at the top of your lungs before anyone even notices. If you’re lucky, someone else’ll join in, and then you’ve made a new friend. I know; I’ve tried it myself.
-Charlie Brooker
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Belle de Jour in her memoir “The Intimate Adventures of a London Call Girl”
In this part she is discussing a man who in a pub who has asked her to flash him “because its his birthday.” (UGH)
This was a really interesting book about the complexities of the daily life of a sex worker. (via thefemcritique)
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sirproperlydecapitated-podmore:
A selection of ~lady love~ movies - but with an exception. No movies with the oh-so-popular trope of psycho lesbians. So you can enjoy these without having to worry about anyone going mad from lesbianism!
Subtitled movies can be played in VLC player. You’ll need HJ Split for joining Fingersmith. Enjoy!
- Bound
- But I’m A Cheerleader
- D.E.B.S
- Fingersmith 1 2 3
- Fire/फायर (Subtitles)
- Gia
- I Can’t Think Straight
- Imagine Me & You
- Mulholland Dr.
- Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit
- RENT
- Room In Rome/Habitación en Roma (Subtitles)
- Saving Face (Subtitles)
- The Secret Diaries of Miss Anne Lister
- Show Me Love/Fucking Åmål (Subtitles)
- Spider Lilies/Ci qing (Subtitles)
- Tipping the Velvet 1 2 3
- When Night Is Falling
- Water Lilies/Naissance des pieuvres (Subtitles)relevent to my interests
IS IT CHRISTMAS
IS IT HANNUKAH
IS IT DIWALI?
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Once upon a time there was a crooked tree and a straight tree. And they grew next to each other. And every day the straight tree would look at the crooked tree and he would say, “You’re crooked. You’ve always been crooked and you’ll continue to be crooked. But look at me! Look at me!” said the straight tree. He said, “I’m tall and I’m straight.” And then one day the lumberjacks came into the forest and looked around, and the manager in charge said, “Cut all the straight trees.” And that crooked tree is still there to this day, growing strong and growing strange.
Because I follow a lot of Gender and Sexual Minority blogs I see a lot of people feeling guilty for not being a stereotype. They think because they don’t follow the archetype of being gay, trans, asexual or any other type of lifestyle that they are betraying their labels.
Gender and Sexual Orientation can’t be boxed. We all experience things differently, and both are very fluid. Just because you usually like people of the same sex and you just randomly like this one person of the opposite sex doesn’t make you any less queer. Just because you identify as male doesn’t mean you are any less of a man while wearing a dress, high heels and make-up. Just because you fall in love with someone doesn’t mean you’re betraying your asexualism.
Because we do get so much backlash for being a certain way we feel like we have to prove extra hard that we are serious. Even in our own safe spaces, there’s so much stigma in being a “faker” or a “poser”. We have to prove ourselves every day.
let me reiterate: We have to prove that we are ourselves every day. Straight people don’t have to prove themselves, cisgendered people don’t have to prove themselves, sexual people don’t have to prove themselves. Yet somehow it’s okay to doubt a person who identifies as Gay, Lesbian, Bi, Pan, Poly, Queer, Trans, Gender Varient, or Asexual?
I guess what I’m trying to say is don’t doubt yourself. You don’t have to fit in a box. I know it’s easier said than done but don’t force yourself to be someone you’re not. Just do what makes you happy and be true to yourself.
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