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against-stars: another story i am constantly repeating: that time i sobbed with relief when i...

Thu, 23 May 2013 20:53:54 -0400

another story i am constantly repeating: that time i sobbed with relief when i learned that dyscalculia is a thing, because it meant i wasn’t stupid for being unable to multiply things when one of the numbers went past like, five, or for looking at numbers and mixing them up, etc

lmao i do that at work constantly though, “your total is 8.57, i mean, 8.75,” how did i mess that up, i am literally staring right at the number as we speak.

Yes.
Yes!

z1c: being 20+ on tumblr

Sun, 19 May 2013 20:38:00 -0400

z1c:

being 20+ on tumblr

shaydee604: This is what happens when white guys listen to...

Sun, 19 May 2013 20:33:42 -0400

shaydee604:

This is what happens when white guys listen to Indian music

Eight years later, and it is pleasantly consistant to see Daler Mehndi is still only piece of Desi music that makes it to college parties.

sequinsandducttape: There is going to be another ‘A Touch of...

Sat, 18 May 2013 16:18:07 -0400

sequinsandducttape:

There is going to be another ‘A Touch of Cloth.’ So glad, it was hilarious.

Good Jaysus… there’s a Shayne Ward.

kimball12: fsufeminist: David Bowie as Tilda Swinton, with...

Tue, 14 May 2013 06:29:30 -0400

kimball12:

fsufeminist:

David Bowie as Tilda Swinton, with Tilda Swinton as David Bowie

THE DAY I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR.

If you have this, you have everything.

Some days you're the fat, and some days you're the diet

Sat, 11 May 2013 19:50:00 -0400

43 days ago my mother paid for, and began, an extreme diet - a daily caloric intake of around 500 calories, hormone shots, herbal supplements, plus meetings at a chiropractor’s clinic from which the diet is administered. She’s lost 20 lbs in that time, which isn’t a shock considering how little she’s eating.

It’s no secret that I’ve put on a stone ( the “freedom 14”, if you will) since coming to the States last year. Pizza, craft beer, wings, cheese, sushi on tap - it’s caught up with me and added an alarming amount of padding. Mother’s noticed.
”You could do this diet” she says.
”Mmm” I answer.
”I’ve lost 20 pounds!” she persists.
”Mmm!” I agree.
”You could lose 40 pounds just like that!” she enthuses.
I think carefully how to respond.

Since I can remember, my mother and her sisters have been obsessed with their weight. One aunt would try anything, and memorably paid stacks of ready cash for miracle mushrooms that were meant to make the pounds melt off. Maybe they did, or maybe her 800 calorie-a-day diet and jogging had something to do with it.

When I was 12 another aunt caught sight of pubescent me in a bathing suit and declared, horrified, “Oh honey, you’re fat!”
In the years following this - while my body lumpily sorted itself out - mother and I worked on ways to get me as thin as she thought I should be. There were diet shakes, diet pills, calorie restriction, vegetarianism, yoga (that actually worked out well), while I gained, lost, then gained, then lost a sum total of about 40 pounds.

“If only you could lose 30 pounds…” my mother would say.
“If only you could just lose that belly,” she’d fret, gripping the fat under my belly button.
“Then you’d be perfect!” my aunts would chime in. “Then you’d be a knock out!”
… because I could only matter if I weighed less.

The whole of my teens and early 20s were consumed by un-diagnosed / untreated anxiety. I would vacillate between ecstatic highs when I lost weight, days of self-loathing when I maintained, panic attacks when I gained that sometimes resulted in depressive episodes hinging on “Of course a fat, stupid cow who no one loves doesn’t deserve happiness, you can’t even be thin.”
And you know, I really couldn’t.
I never starved, I never purged; I hated myself and how weak I was that I couldn’t be strong enough to do those things. I was lazy, useless, worthless, destined to be alone.

There is no moral of the story here - I met a real stunner of a fella who couldn’t give a toss if my tum hangs out or my tits are dragging. He’s frank, honest, stubborn, eloquent - and happens to have weight problems too. Between us, we try to be healthy and make sound food choices… which, while noble, don’t always work out.
However, we love each other wildly, have a home and life together that’s sound and positive, and generally get on without letting the body image thing get in the way.
And while I hate to say “A bloke changed my life” he really slowed the crazy train and got me out of the family headspace.

So…
My mother has spent enough on this no-food diet to buy a wheel on a Lamborghini Gallardo* . She thinks I ought to do the same.
”He doesn’t want you to lose weight” she said today of Himself.
”He’s scared of you losing weight.”

All I could think was that she’s scared I’ll never lose the weight she thinks I ought to. I think that at my age I should be able to choose when and how I lose weight. My life is not enhanced by a smaller waist-size, I am not showered with glitter every morning my scale reads a certain number.
He kisses me when I’m thin, he kisses me when I’m fat.
My house needs to be cleaned when I’m narrow, my floors are dirty when I’m round.

“I did this for you” she says finally.
I’ll do what needs must when I’m ready to. Or not. It’s my choice.
Now… how to tell my mother?

*unless they’re insane amounts of money - in which case, she could have bought a ticket to Australia or a really nice sun holiday in Greece.

colchrishadfield: A heraldic Spring dragon of ice roars rampant...

Sun, 05 May 2013 09:26:33 -0400

colchrishadfield:

A heraldic Spring dragon of ice roars rampant off the coast of Newfoundland.

Beautiful. Does Col Chris plan on writing books when he’s back on terrafirma?

Free Tee Friday!

Sun, 05 May 2013 06:14:39 -0400

threadless:

Since you’re all pumped up from your midnight screening of Iron Man 3, we wanted to dedicate this Free Tee Friday to Mr. Tony Stark himself!

Reblog this post by 10AM on May 13th for a chance to win any one of our Iron Man tees in your size!

Which tee is your favorite?

mrsbenevolent: tssssf: this man is my fucking president oh my...

Wed, 01 May 2013 07:54:15 -0400

mrsbenevolent:

tssssf:

this man is my fucking president oh my god

OMFG OBAMA YOU ROCK HOLY CRAP

: okay gonna tell you guys how much of a boss I am

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 14:21:33 -0400

: okay gonna tell you guys how much of a boss I am:

bigbangpunch:

SO THIS ROMANIAN COMPANY SENDS ME BOX OFFICE FIGURES AND I’M LIKE COMPLETELY SUSPECT OF THEM BECAUSE THEY DON’T COME FROM THE THEATRE ITSELF AND THE ROYALTY ONLY COMES TO AROUND £2000 AND THEY’RE LIKE NO, NOOOO IT’S SMALL PRODUCTION AND WE ARE ROMANIAN THEATRE IS NOT BIG HERE PLEASE REMEMBER US

You beautiful, flawless creature.

Get UP…fer fuck

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 21:37:00 -0400

Get UP…fer fuck

drogontheburninator: kendra-p: Hey I love Game of...

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 07:55:38 -0400

drogontheburninator:

kendra-p:

Hey I love Game of Thrones

(Inspired by lots of wonderful gifs and photo sets, thanks internet!)

This may be the best thing I have ever seen.

suicideblonde: Tilda Swinton photographed by Tim Walker in...

Tue, 16 Apr 2013 21:36:18 -0400

suicideblonde:

Tilda Swinton photographed by Tim Walker in 2011

Great news, amazing news, bad news

Tue, 16 Apr 2013 09:25:04 -0400

Great news: I swear on the sandals of Mary I will be getting my billing and taxes done today.
Amazing news: I’ve adopted a beautiful, snuggly, giant puppy that will shortly grow into a small horse of a dog. He’s named after a famous atheist who I’m fairly certain would never have enjoyed cuddles quite like this fella.
Bad news: Because of a) billing b) taxes (adjustment) and c) adorable center-of-my-universe-dog I will make this unofficial break into a pretty official one for the next few weeks.

Which I hope means I can also stop scrolling Tumblr so often and actually do everything I’m meant to.

Genuine picture of my usual reaction to everything.

Sat, 06 Apr 2013 08:29:03 -0400

Genuine picture of my usual reaction to everything.

londonphile: wellthentherulesare-wrong: My photos of Benedict...

Wed, 03 Apr 2013 06:54:46 -0400

londonphile:

wellthentherulesare-wrong:

My photos of Benedict Cumberbatch from yesterday.

Please don’t use them without credit to myself or asking me to use them elsewhere ETC.

BUT ENJOY THOSE CHEEKS AND HANDS AND HIGH QUALITY.

Gorgeous!

AIEEEEE!

On my own, pretending he's beside me

Tue, 02 Apr 2013 20:58:13 -0400

Cancel that. I’m pretending I’ve got a whole house to myself.
He’s off for business for a few days and so I am able to do the following ALL ON MY GLORIOUS OWN:
1) Eat cereal for dinner
2) Stay up late working
3) Watch the following films into the wee hours:

Robin Hood (Russel Crowe version)
Wanted (MacAvoy? Ys pls)
Jane Eyre (Fassbender, always)
Sherlock (both series BluRay)
Pride & Prejudice (Knightly edition)
The Eagle*
Push

4) Be a generally wild animal with no manners or breeding until Thursday evening, wherein I shall tidy the house, change the linens, and prep a roast chicken for Friday dinner.
5) MUAH AHA HA HAHA

*Yes, I know I live-blogged how shit The Eagle was, but Mssrs Bell and Tatum make an excellent argument for more shirtless epics. Also, I do what I want.

crabschtickz: a-r-i-s: theinturnet: Finally. I FINALLY...

Mon, 01 Apr 2013 19:46:06 -0400

crabschtickz:

a-r-i-s:

theinturnet:

Finally.

I FINALLY UNDERSTAND.

This is relevant

Always reblog, always.

Just this morning

Mon, 01 Apr 2013 12:26:26 -0400

Me: (scrolling Tumblr as I wake up)
Him:(scrolling through reddit)
Me: (scrolls past Red Pants Monday posts, dude in red thong, Filli/Killi fanart, some Johnlock manip)
Him: (eyes slide over to my screen)
Him: ...
Him: ...
Me: (roll to a stop on Cumbergif) U jelly of my Tumblr?
Him: (eyes slide back to his screen)

He's totally jelly.

Dead from perfection.

Sun, 31 Mar 2013 22:04:21 -0400

In lieu of flowers, please make donations to the Foundation for A More Perfect Westeros.

Oh wait, there’s no possible way way that could ever exist.