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A kicked dog will hollar

I offended a girl today. See I have noticed that there are a lot of internet activists on Tumblr. What they do is find blogs posted by people on Tumblr who may say insensitive or ignorant shit and they reblog it and call them out on it. Then there other activist friends chime in with the intellectual shade and next thing you know your feed is clogged over appropriate terms and non bias language. That is all they do on Tumblr. They are mad about everything. I believe in calling people out on their shit but I won't make that the center of my fucking internet life. Not to generalize, but maybe I am. Most of the people up in arms are people who are young, queer, gay, trans( although that isn't even an acceptable term), fat, disabled, non-white, and female. Basically anybody that isn't white, male and heterosexual.

This one particular girl all she does was social justice troll. And sometimes she reblogs very smart pieces. However, she never posts anything that is pleasant. She does not joke. If she wasn't getting in someone's ass because of the words they chose to use, or their particularly ignorant statements about previously mentioned people, she was posting porn. Yes, porn, she gets all riled up about marry, fuck, or kill but, she has no problem with posting pictures of some woman's vagina all up in folks feed. So after her snarky comment that reproductive rights shouldn't be limited to women because people who don't considered themselves to be female have children. I had enough. You can call yourself what you want but only biological females can give birth to children. That female can consider herself male all she wants, but the uterus and ovaries tell otherwise. It is what it is. A woman who lives her life as woman has a much different life than a man that lives his life as a woman with surgery or not.

Anyway after having enough I posted this:

Sometimes I feel like some of you need a hug, cuddle and a good laugh

Some of you seem so so incredible sad and angry over everything. It’s mentally exhausting reading your stuff. I wouldn’t want to be the person trying to make y’all asses happy. I couldn’t measure up to the scrutiny.

That girl immediately unfollowed me. This is not the first time I have made a post like that because she is not the only one who does this. But today I suppose she was feeling a particular sort of way. Folks had begin to get in her ass about her nasty ass posts to people and they were unnecessarily cruel to her, telling her to kill her self and shit like that. It is obvious the girl has mental issues no need to add fuel to the fire. I guess my point of all this is, you can be an activist you can check people but you also need to LIVE. Be got damn happy. People are not all set out to hurt you. Not everyone is going to agree with you and you need to learn to respectfully disagree with one another. Choose your fucking battles. Back away from the damn computer and go pet some kittens are something.

I neglect this poor blogspot

Lets see I don't even remember the last time I blogged here. I spend most of my blogging time on Tumblr which is just over run with spoiled bratty children and pretentious atheist hipsters. I graduated in December and have yet to find a job. It is sort of unbelievable I have never been unemployed for more than 2 weeks. I feel like I am more picky than I normally would be. I feel lost.

This little girl in this picture is my mother's kitten. Her name is Zoe and she is a four legged walking plague. She got Simba sick his mouth was filled with ulcers I thought he was going to die. I was SO upset. Then I found out her ass had ringworms so I had to take her to the vet. It all has been a nightmare. Friday I noticed Simba's eye was weepy I think his eye is scratch probably from fucking around with Zoe. How this little cat whipped his ass I don't know. I have been putting drops in his eyes. I guess I will have to take him to the vet this week if he doesn't improve. I feel like all I have to talk about these days are cats, Lock Up and Fatal Attraction episodes. I stay up at all hours and sleep all day. It's a trifling life.

I kind of miss this place, its more peaceful. Tumblr is full of noise.

Since I am on Tumblr

I forget about this blog spot. I feel bad like I am neglecting it. So I might as well do a little update for those who strictly read this which is probably no one. lol

1. I graduated from college in December.
2. I still don't have a job. Looking for work has been more depressing. I am more particular about the the type of work I do now. I have been looking and thus far only had 2 interviews.
   
3. I am babysitting my mama's new kitten. I am ready for her to come get miss thang.
4. I need money.
5. I love my hubby.

People Are Pissed

That the Democrats lost control of the House. Well, when they had the majority they didn't do much with it. They punked out A LOT. We could have a public option with our healthcare. If he Dems would have had some BALLS. You can't just vote and that is that. You have to hold your government representatives accountable. That means writing letters calling their office. NOT getting on facebook and twitter and bitching. Believe it or not they respond to letters. Too often if you are lets say a Democrat and your representative is a Republican you never write them. Write them! Make them know that you exist. A lot of people in Congress are clowns who get away with MURDER. They don't have a platform they just spit out rhetoric promulgated by the party. Both sides are full of shit, they say what they have to, and they play on ignorance of the masses.

Anyway, I am tired Theraflu is kicking in righteously

I have this weird rash

On my face around my eyes. Hmmm it is messing up my swag.

I love my husband

I really really do. I am so lucky to have him. He is my best friend. I love everything about him. Even when he pisses me off I love him.

I am a lucky girl.

ooowee

So I entered a contest and my entry was a mess but I didn't it anyway. It did not come out at all like I envisioned. Oh well two tears in a bucket.... but here are some pictures the hubby took of me. Boy I am tired!

Feel Like Shit

I have a headache and terrible indigestion! Maybe I had too many cookies today. Who knows. So the first week of class is over and I am telling you this semester is going to be a bitch. I have soooooooooo much to read and most of it is fucking boring. Reading isn't the hard part, being able analyze and intellectualize what I am reading is the hard part. As I have said before I am not an intellectual but history is an intellectual discipline. People think it is just telling stories about the past, if only it was that easy!

People simple answers to things and if we are honest we know that nothing is that simple..ever..I feel like I have been neglecting this place. It is quieter here. Tumblr is a bunch of noise. I was thinking about my old myspace blog..maybe I will go through there one day and post some old blogs. I am one of those people where I write but I don't tend to read it again because most of the time I find it too painful. Either I am disgusted by my silliness or I am overwhelmed by my sadness. I tend to blog, journal when I am sad about something. I should stop that because when you are gone and people read your shit they think that is all that you were.

Since I can' t sleep I might as well bitch

I follow certain people's blogs because I like what they write about or I like their style. I was following this person's blog who wrote a lot about fashion and natural hair but the shade she would throw at anyone who had 'unatural' hair was getting to be too much. Hair is hair to me. I don't care what you do with it as long as it is clean. I know some people are into hair in that way, I am not. When you die they are not going mention your fucking hair in your obituary or put it on your tombstone.

I said on Twitter that some natural hair people are the Jehovah Witnesses of hair. That is all they want to talk about. They want to take you to the big chop hall and have hair study on twists out and the evilness of shampoos with sulfur. One girl just wanted to go natural for a change, she decided to get a relaxer and baby they gave her FEVER. They literally wished for her hair to fall out! What kind of shit is that! It is not your fucking hair! If natural hair doesn't fit into her life style it has nothing to do with you!

I know that natural hair people get fever, they are probably a minority depending on where you may live but I am sorry some of you are too close to it.