


Tumblr: Racism is horrible!
user: yeah! it is!
tumblr: POC are mistreated!
user: yeah! it’s so horrible!
tumblr: White people are horrible!
user: YEA- wait…..
tumblr: I HATE WHITE PEOPLE
user: wait what
tumblr: THEY ALL SUCK
user: i…….uh..
tumblr: Women are important.
user: oh! yes! they are!
tumblr: no matter what shape size or color!
user: yeah! youre all wonderful and great!
tumblr: men are pigs!
user: wait…….
tumblr: WE SHOULD TREAT THEM ALL LIKE IDIOTS
user: but-
tumblr: THEYRE ALL THE SAME.
user: but wait-
tumblr: Trans people are mistreated….
user: yeah…they are….
tumblr: its sick how people hurt them
user: that is sick. There’s nothing wrong with trans people.
tumblr: Cis people are all horrible killers
user: but…but they’re-
tumblr: fucking cis scum
user: you know….i dont feel comfortable with this
tumblr: what do you mean
user: well you’re kind of bullying people-
tumblr: ITS NOT BULLYING
user: but-
tumblr: WE HAVE TO BE OPRESSED EVERY DAY. SO WE’RE ALLOWED TO CALL YOU NAMES
user: i dont think that’s how that works-
tumblr: OOOOOOH YOU POOR OPRESSED WHITE CIS PERSON! YOU HAVE IT SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BAD!
user: thats not what i meant-
tumblr: DID WE HURT YOUR POOR LITTLE BABY FEELINGS
user: you’re insulting-
tumblr: YOU DONT GET AN OPINION
user: ………….
tumblr: by the way we love everybody! never bully! no hate! loving community! 🙂

Changing up my routine. I’m going to start getting up earlier so I can do a mission before work. The goal is 40 minutes on the bike and 30 of yoga to start the day, then the superhero workout after work and another 20 minutes of yoga before bed. About two hours I found working out per day without it feeling intrusive.


My back is still sore from the tweaked muscle but it feels better on the bike than in the recliner.

elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:
Please stop complaining about people’s thick accents. They learned an entire language, allowing them to communicate with you; the least you could do is respect that.
I’ve always wondered if my American accent sounds as sexy to Latinos when I speak Spanish as their accents do when they speak English.
mydarlingwhatifyoufly-deactivat:
Good, I wouldn’t want you there anyways because weddings are not about the fucking alcohol, they are about celebrating two people in love who just made the commitment to spend the rest of their life together.
Really???? Ugh
Cash bars are the norm around here. I mean, if I can’t appreciate a $2 beer or glass of wine while I celebrate the new couple, then I’m there for the wrong reason. I’ve only been to one open bar before and it was the most destructive and disgusting mess by about 11 pm…. people puking and fighting and being real dumb.
I’ve had the SAME exact experience with an open bar before too. Like if you want to get drunk, go out and party it up after the reception.
I personally don’t want the liability of someone driving drunk or destroying the artifacts in the museum we are getting married in.
Anyone who is going to a wedding with the express purpose of getting drunk and throwing up in the parking lot, should probably be willing to pay for his own alcohol. After all, the happy couple invited you to a big room full of chicks all dressed up and thinking about romance. Expecting the couple to pay to get the bridesmaids all liquored up so you’ll have a better chance of picking one up is just being greedy. Be a man. Do some of the work yourself.
When I woke up this morning, it was cold in my bedroom. It was so cold, I shivered. Apparently, I shivered so hard I pulled a muscle in my back. You know those cartoons where somebody snaps a window shade and it flies up and just spins around the rod? I felt a muscle, low in the right side of my back do that as I stood beside my bed.
So, I laid back down and stared at the ceiling, thinking about all the things I didn’t want to do at work today and how nice it would be to call in sick and tell them I’m paralyzed with back pain. The last time this happened, I missed four days of work and couldn’t work out for a month.
Then I realized it’s the fourth day of #donediedecember and I just downloaded the Seven Minute Superhero Workout app last night and have one done one third of the first mission. I was annoyed.
This caused me to drag myself out of bed and onto the floor to do my morning yoga workout. Naturally, today’s workout was all lying poses that worked the lower back. Why wouldn’t it be? About halfway through the workout, I realized my back wasn’t hurting any more, so … yeah … go yoga.
It’s still twinging as I sit in my office chair but it stops when I get up and stretch, so I’m counting today as a victory over bone idleness and the forces of wimpery.

In college, I once had a friend tell me in deathly earnestness, that you should always make a sound like a cat in heat when an attractive woman walked past the pool hall because “It lets them know you’re interested.” He truly believed women responded well to animal noises and seductive tongue gestures.
But I learned a lot about shooting snooker from him.