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This is hilarious....

This website analyzes your browser history and predicts with a percentage the likelihood that you are male or female. My score?

Likelihood of you being FEMALE is 7%
Likelihood of you being MALE is 93%

Love it. Apparently girls don't like those political blogs...or something.

P.S. I am totes supposed to working on a paper right now.

Shirts seen on men on the skytrain yesterday:

"Over Worked and Under Laid"
&
"I don't need to be dead to donate my organ"

LOVE!

Even though i haven't watched an animated movie in ages (I generally hate them) I am considering going to see wall-e. Robots, space and an anti-consumerist message? Sounds good to me. So, I was reading the user comments about the movie on metacritic.com and came across this gem;

K BASS gave it a [1]:
I do not know what movie everyone else saw but the WALL-E I saw with my two children ages 13 and 9, offended me and my kids on so many levels. We felt we had been cheated and lied to. If I would have known how environazi this movie was I would not have gone seen it. Did Al Gore have something to do with this movie? Yes WALL-E was cute, but we as earthings are not that stupid. It was very much saying that we are destroyng the Earth and that all of us are fat lazy slobs!!! How about lets save the unborn children!!

YEAH! Fuck those environazi hippy facists! Lets make sure we populate the earth even faster so as to consume it's resources in record time! The lack of rational thought...it burns!

Oh, and, for the record, the second someone attaches "nazi" to a political position I stop taking them seriously. I think it has become short hand for "you are stupid and wrong but I don't want to consider actual facts so I'll just equate your movement/opinion with the holocaust and then I don't have to do any actual thinking."

On second thought, maybe I should try it some time. It sure would save be some brain power. Fraking republinazis!

Uncle (who is a pastor for seniors at some church): So, during some services we light a Christ candle...

Grandma: Isn't that pagan?

Uncle: Is Christ pagan? I don't think so.

Me: *thinks* OMG!

This last week has me feeling beaten down.

Mostly it's the fact that most of the people I know would probably decry my most strongly held beliefs as completely wrong and even sinful then jump right worrying for my soul. I exaggerate only a little. Constantly watching my words so that I don't spark a confrontation is wearing me down, as is facing disapproval of my choices from people near to me. Sometimes I slip and say something inflammatory without realizing it and then I spend the rest of the day feeling incredibly awkward and worried.

I am getting fucking tired of it and would really like some like minded people (in real life, not only on the internet) to be around.

The affronts to my belief system and personal aesthetic feel incredibly personal to me, though I don't think they are to the people whose mouths they are coming out of. How do you deal with this? Mostly, I just want to go to sleep for like 20 years and hope that the world has progressed when I wake up.

Maybe then my doctor won't use phrases like "mini-abortion" and I will be allowed to make up my own fucking mind about morality. Maybe then I will be allowed to talk about my ambitions without people informing me of how my appearance will be an obstacle and telling me I will have to change.

On top of this I will be all alone for a week starting on Sunday and will have no one to keep me sane and warm in bed and I think I may go crazy.

I hate the fucking internet. Hate it. Hate the douche-bags that hang around on it and immediately resort to the accusation of "hysterical" when confronted with a woman not happily sitting back and taking it.

Seriously, every time a bunch of dudes show up on a feminist blog with no understanding of feminist theory (or indeed, having barely read the post they froth over) they accuse the blogger of censorship and of not engaging intelligently with their arguments. Now, I have a hard time believing that such a large proportion of the internet population has a tragic problem with reading comprehension, but maybe I'm an optimist (unlikely). If reading is not the problem, then the real reason for such stupidity is much uglier: guess what, it's misogyny. Big surprise.

Specifically, I am responding to this post over at The Curvature. I read Cara often, and I trust her and respect her, so to see this thread in response to her nearly broke my heart.

To those assholes....fuck you.

P.S. suggesting that the reason someone is angry is because she doesn't get laid enough is not intelligent, it's fucking sexist.

There is a discussion going on over at Pandagon regarding another stupid article about how we women are just too picky when it comes to who we date....in other words, total bullshit. However, I am not going to waste my time on that drivel as I would much rather discuss the more interesting question to come out of the post;

"What are your deal-breakers with someone you’re dating?"

I realize that I am out of the dating pool, but these can also apply to friends and people I associate with in any serious way...i.e. we could not be good friends if you posses one of these qualities. To wit;

-claims to like the shows King of Queens, Everybody Loves Raymond or Two and a Half Men
-has no opinions about anything and can't have a decent discussion with me
-hates video games or blames them for violence
-wears turtlenecks
-must eat meat at every meal
-hates cats
-watches porn and/or buys lad mags

These are cause for me to run screaming, though of course, some are more incendiary that others (obviously, liking King of Queens is far worse than wearing a turtleneck).
Also, these are over and above the basic requirements of philosophical, political and intellectual compatibilities, as well as being non-racist/sexist/homophobic.

Feel free to share.

I have never been fully able to articulate what it is that bothers me about "empowerful" (fuck you spell check, it totally IS a word!) pole dancing classes for women, or institutions like the Suicide Girls. Fortunately, Twisty has done it for me:

"What do I mean by “sexy feminism”? Suicide Girls. Bust magazine. BDSM. The “position” that women should be free to “choose” femininity if that’s what bangs their box. The idea that embracing sexploitation is “empowering.” The notion that women “can do what we want despite patriarchy.”

What I don’t mean is: the effort to liberate women’s sexuality from the clutches of its traditional, misogynist, male-defined constraints, i.e. the effort to define women’s sexuality in terms of women, as opposed to men defining women in terms of sex. These are issues of ongoing concern to serious feminists and committed spinster aunts, but, as it turns out, have nothing to do with the preservation of feminine submission as a lifestyle choice."

I think that this gets at the heart of what bugs me about sex and so called sex-positivism. Yeah, its fun and awesome, but it is more of the same. Women don't really get to not be sexual. We either are sexy, because we fit the model, or we are failures at being sexy, because we don't. There isn't really freedom from this paradigm. Sexy feminism is just succeeding at the former because you supposedly like it.

Also, I love Iblamethepatriarchy more every day.

an ad for Bali bras and panties told me today that their bras have changed!;

"now with petals for complete modesty. look flawless every time."

I was unaware that having nipples was a flaw. thank you bali.

posting this for
girlfrom10thave ...i hope you enjoy it.


    

wow.

I just got a mark back on a paper I wrote for a prof that have heaps of respect for (this is my second class with her) and not only did I get an A, but she asked me if I am considering grad school. This makes me so excited. I was considering grad school, and this makes want to go even more, and to stick with english rather than education or anything else.

Moments like this reinforce to me that I am going in the right direction.

The paper was about the film Stage Beauty and in it I wrote about the relationship presented in the film between the cross-dressing of the male lead and sexual orientation, using a couple of theorists to back myself up. I am really proud of it.

love. www.nataliedee.com

Had some fun debauchery on New Years eve. Provoked the neighbour below us enough to lead her to banging on the floer (her husband swears he didn't hear us at all, as does the neighbour to the left). Here's a picture of me and Mr. Fight (aka Wes) laughing drunkenly together. I love it. Tossing my head back further than necessary when laughing is something that i apparently do only when intoxicated, and here i am in mid throw.




More of the chaos




Also, i have no idea what that food is in the lower right corner...it looks totally foreign to me. Weird.




*Update* after prolonged staring, i have deduced that the food is crackers.

this is one of the things i asked wes to get me for christmas. of course, he *hasn't* bought it yet.




it's so fucking rad.

one of my co-workers totally stared at my boobs today. and i don't mean looked, i mean focused on for several seconds. i had just changed out of my uniform, so maybe they just looked so much more fantastic by comparison. right. when these things happen i wonder, does he think i don't notice? does he just not care?

anyway, it was classy. i have accidentally stared at someone's boobs once though. there were, however, mesmerizing buttons involved.

on a related note, i totally, totally hate my job. not because of boob staring, but because of everything else including a new guy who thinks that 'everybody loves raymond' and 'king of queens' are excellent shows. i could just feel the loathing frothing up inside me when he said that. he is also a idiot who can't think without me talking him through it. all in all, he is replete with general douchiness, as is most everybody else at that place.

i am trying oh so hard to finish my last paper so i can actually use my stapler to put the beautiful finishing touches on it. someday....someday...

ps. i have hosting for pictures again! yay!

Ah, return to livejournal. I once likened politics to a lover with mood swings.....livejournal is like the ex you just can't get rid of.

So, this is a bit weird. I am pretty much a totally different person than i was when i previously wrote here, and i considered somehow wiping out the evidence of my former self, who i am pretty sure i would hate if i met now, but that seems a bit dishonest. We were all young and stupid once right? (not that i am not these things now, just a different sort of stupid and not quite as young).

At the moment i am waiting for a burst of genius to allow me to finish a conclusion for my second last essay of the semester (a Freudian analysis of 3 graphic novels and 1 'comic strip biography' if you're interested).

wes and i went to see Les Savy Fav last night at richards....it was sweet. saw someone i knew from school.

Yep...still no genius.
welcome back marcyfight.

thank you everyone for your congrats and good wishes.
you all are marvelous