qpac:

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justmako:

Someone please get this book for me.

This would be Quintin if that horse was a motorcycle.

I can make this a reality

New Zine project guys? Can I help out? Quintin can take a picture knitting on my dad’s Harley if he wants!

I love smelling library books! Just like Rory Gilmore and Carrie Bradshaw.

The number one thing I hate about relationships, is the idea that being with that person is the meaning of life. In other words finding your “other half.” As if we are not whole people on our own. Everyone is searching for something, or someone. But the truth is, almost always, once you get the thing you want, you are reckless and careless with it. No matter what it cost you to get it (metaphorically or monetarily), we all take things for granted.

Yes, you could find a person, you could fall in love, and you could spend the rest of your lives together. But that “forever” doesn’t guarantee happiness. Thinking you found that person doesn’t mean it won’t end. Making someone your reason for living is the number one recipe for destruction, not because that person is an asshole and will break your heart, but because shit happens and people change. Also because we’re mortal, and that person’s life source isn’t tied to yours physically, only emotionally.

The person who you actually need to find, is yourself. Devoting your life to another person isn’t just setting yourself up to be hurt, but it’s losing sight of who you really are. Who will you be when you eventually do grow old together and that person dies inevitably? (Though not necessarily before you). Is your life simply over? Is there nothing more in life than finding someone to tether yourself to until you croak? Is that really romantic? Or is it morbid?

Yes that person could be your reason for living, but there are so many others. You should think your partner is a reason to be alive, and your children. If anyone exits your life, it should hurt and that pain is what keeps you alive. If you never feel pain, you really aren’t living.

I think it’s great to find a person to be with, someone to help pass the time, someone who makes the depressing shit seem a little less shitty. But that feeling isn’t found when you’re having sex, which is one of the main differences between a friend and a significant other. You can find close bonds with people who you aren’t romantic with, they can help you pass the time. It’s romantic to think you found the “one.” But you know what, there are so many other great people out there, and they deserve a friend as much as you do.

Many people do die, without choosing a partner, and it doesn’t make them less of a person, but not being able to feel special to anyone because they aren’t part of a couple is disgusting. It comes down to being narcissistic more than anything. Most people want to find someone who will love them for who they are. They aren’t looking for someone to give love to. And often once you find someone, you measure the amount of love you’re giving with how much you’re getting. Giving love shouldn’t be a competition. If you’re still measuring, you’re being selfish.

So find someone and marry them if you want, but don’t stop searching for yourself, and don’t lose your identity. Don’t search for all the ways someone doesn’t love you enough. Your love for them seems less if you’re constantly making your love a competition. If you don’t feel loved enough, it’s not fair to search for that all in one person, look to your friends and more importantly look to yourself. You’re stuck with you, you might as well learn to love you.

everydaypants:

i found this empty potato chip bag outside while walking rover. first i just thought it was a funny thing to make a targeted brand for, like why potato chips? then i flipped it over and found all this weird abstinence propaganda. yikes! who even reads the back of a chip bag! (aside from me - i love reading those silly little over the top write-ups for branding)

Sorry homegirl your chips aren’t vegan, so I guess you’ll never convince me to wait.

I can’t think of any that I actually listen to, but I learned about Fugazi from Gilmore Girls. But I’ve still never been too interested. I heard about Bjork first from Gilmore Girls. I do in fact listen to Rilo Kiley more than any other band probably mentioned on Gilmore Girls, but that’s because of Victor not Lane.

I stole my mother’s Carol King record once I bought my record player and listened to it non-stop for like a week. Gilmore Girls doesn’t exactly speak to me through music. Lorelai loves U2 way too much and that is my number one DON’T band. I wish there was more to say about it, but well, Gilmore Girls music does not impress me much. Especially because they make a swipe at going to a Hanson concert, Hanson is my favorite band Lorelai, go listen to U2 some more!

It’s probably best if I don’t talk more about this subject…



But seriously! What’s with the Bono obsession? Ugh! I find U2 to be just as bleh as nickelback!

This vegan would never trust Al’s pancake world. But there is potential that Al’s would have a vegan menu at some point. With that ever changing menu it’s a possibility, but until that day I’d have to have a BWR night.

I would sneak in my own food, and delight in tons of popcorn, my junk food of choice, and make sure to grab “Big Red.” I would be stoked to see Pipi Longstocking because I was obsessed with those films as a kid, but I’m pretty sure there is nothing the $1 movie theater would play I wouldn’t be stoked about. I mean they never play new movies which is the ultimate plus. I never go to the movies. I’ve gone to see Harry Potter, but that’s just about it in the past 4 years. I think I saw The Dark Knight, I even waited for Toy Story 3 to arrive on Netflix before I watched it. I can wait for almost all movies to be on DVD to watch them. It’s not worth the $5-$20 you spend.

But I did go to the release of From the Back of the Room a documentary about women in hardcore/punk. Which Not Normal currently has a few copies of, if you’re interested. I’d like to set-up independent movie nights, to hopefully expose people’s work and sell copies of their DVD when possible. Hopefully to raise money for WITD, and to host when WITD is an official place.

But a $1 movie that probably no one has ever seen because everyone’s obsessed with new films and current celebrity gossip instead of actual story lines is the ultimate dream. Hopefully we can make our own version of BWR. Ah BWR, a theater without expensive tickets and concessions and plastered with faces I’m forced to see on magazine covers every time I leave my house (or when my Grandma gives Ralph the tabloids she’s done reading) that I’m forced to endure at the showplace “insert # here’s.”

Correction! Now your love for me is no secret!

I’ve been on a show break lately. I figured once I felt a draw to a show and felt like it would actually be fun and not a ritual of torture, I’d make my way back to the Chicago/Indiana scenes. I almost went last night, but I was hungry and don’t have any money so I chose food over the show.

Indiana men have been treating girls like a different species and with total disrespect lately. But that being said one of the final straws wasn’t men being disrespectful it was me not feeling like I belonged. This isn’t just because men aren’t treating women right, it’s because shows represent the normal world and women compete with one another. Girls don’t like each other based on where a man’s affection lies and it’s super fucked up. We shouldn’t look at each other as competition.

I’m as guilty as the next person of occasionally being pissed about this kind of shit. I tried to make friends with a woman who I thought was cool, but who would use our friendship as a way to flirt with my boyfriend and then eventually dismissed my existence. She chose to mark me as her opposition, but I never marked her. I hated her for being that way. But you know what, we’ve been taught to fight over men, it’s not our fault.

That being said, I can’t physically change how each person acts. I can only control what I do. So how the hell am I going to change this? I can say honestly that it’s not by complaining (which I’ve done a lot of lately) but by putting myself out there, and putting the shit that I think out there. Whether that means I am finally going to get moving on the band Shelby, Spooky, Gwen and I wanted to start, or making the zine I’ve wanted to start. I’m not changing it by sitting out and being bummed.

It sucks that girls aren’t represented in the Chicago scene, and that we don’t always feel like we are included or accepted. I don’t think it’s fair how much women have to fight to be a part of a scene but how easily men are accepted. I intend to tell everyone that. Once again though I have to turn around and wonder, am I doing anything that makes it difficult to talk to me? Yes, I’m not very approachable, and I don’t approach others often. I’m super awkward in large groups, I’m awkward if I’m in a small group, but I’m more comfortable in one on one conversations or conversations with three people. I can’t blame people for not wanting to interact with me if I give them no sign that I want to interact with them. Why should they want to talk to me, if I give them no indication that I’d be fun to talk to and not a bummer?

Haha, I’ve been pretty bummed at like the last ten shows I’ve gone too. While I’m bummed because of outside factors, I can’t blame anyone for not thinking I’d be fun to talk to. If I had seen myself I would either 1) not talk to me cause I look like a bummer, or 2) talk to me to try and cheer me up. I don’t want anyone talking to me because they feel sympathy. And I don’t want people not talking to me at all. So that means I’ve got to take myself out of my comfort zone and talk to people and only come to shows when I feel particular good about myself, whether it’s because my ass looks great in dem jeans, I’m feeling sassy, or I’m in a hyper mood. Whatever the reason, I just need to feel confident and not bummed and I think my odds of having a good time are extremely increased. Taking a break was pretty necessary for me to remember how fun I can be, and how good my ass looks in my red jeans.

And after all of that, I still think women are a higher minority in the scene than people with disabilities, or people who aren’t white. If I don’t feel represented in a scene and therefore unable to relate, how the hell does a black person feel walking into a room of all white punks? Punk is full of awkward people, not just me. The North side scene isn’t very diverse at all. It’s not just women. Most venues/house shows are in buildings with a million stairs and therefore not accessible to wheel chairs. I don’t think that the scene is at all sexist or racist or ableist. But our inner awkwardness doesn’t translate into making people feel welcome. Which needs to happen more.

All of the douche bags making judgements and being “scene police” and deciding who is actually part of the scene need to sit down and shut up. And everyone who feels awkward and not included needs to decide. Is this something worth sticking around and feeling shitty about? or Is this something worth contributing to and making better and more inclusive?

Chicago is an insanely diverse city, but it’s extremely divided. There are north side shows, and south side shows, and people need to fucking bring shit together more, otherwise we’re no better than the divided city we live in/around. This does means including people of any and all gender definitions, people of any and all disabilities, people of any and all races, and people of any and all sexual orientations.

Well I have many a best friend. By many I mean 4. And because my love is nothing to compete over, I shall answer this for all of them.

I’ll start with the obvious Ralph. Ralph is so clearly my Jess that he cannot be profiled as anything else (See Day 21 post for full details).

Victor! Victor is a Luke best friend. He pretty much is there for all of his friends whenever they call. Luke seems like he’s only there for Lorelai, but he’s there for Liz, Jess, April and Rory too. He’s insanely self-less, he could use a little more selfishness, and Victor’s gaining cockiness (haha actually confidence), so he’s getting there.

Rachel! Rachel is a Sookie best-friend, honestly I don’t see that much difference in Sookie and Lane’s bestfriend-ness though. They are both pretty supportive of their best-friends, they are in their lives fairly regularly, Sookie a bit more I guess, so maybe Rachel is a Lane cause we are parted by distance and don’t work together everyday. But they both catch-up on big things constantly, very little fighting, tons of supporting and living their own lives, but being there for each other. Personality wise, Rachel is more of a Lane than a Sookie. Let’s call her a mixture.

Next! Zac….Hm…I argue with Zac more than I argue with anyone else….He’s probably a Michele best friend. He gets annoyed with what I say and do, but he secretly loves me, just like how Michele secretly loves Lorelai and Sookie and even Rory. He acts like he hates everything but really he doesn’t. Zac is definately a Michele. How perfect!

Pretty stoked I can find all of my best friends in Gilmore Girls.

Me and Victor (HAHA)


Me and Rachel


Me and Zac (HAHA)

I didn’t think I’d ever need proof that Panda’s don’t actually “freak out while giving birth and kill their baby because they don’t know what’s happening” but here it is.

I did read another article that does show that 1 panda fell asleep AFTER birth and dropped her baby and fell on top of the poor thing here.

Panda’s in captivity don’t know how to have sex. They aren’t raised by their own species, they are raised by human zoo keepers, so they have no past reference. If humans didn’t have porn, they’d be just as clueless as the sheltered pandas.

No. You look nothing like her:

Kirk would be a fantastic date! I’d get to learn so much about his mom, and find out what happened to cat Kirk. He’d have so many interesting facts and life experiences to talk about. The man has worked at every business in Stars Hollow. He knows all the inner workings of every top dog in the Hollow.

Not to mention, if the night went well and I ended up sleeping beside him, he has night terrors that can only lead to a night to remember. They always end with him naked somewhere too. Hunting him down in the middle of the night to find him naked on someone’s roof throwing pillows he thinks are bombs at lamp post he thinks are Russian spies would only be the cherry on top of the best and most interesting date I could ever go on.

I would absolutely go on a date with Kirk, and if you are boring enough to say no, you need a Kirk date in your life to liven up that dull life you chose to live.