tonight was a good night
and by that i mean it’s 4am and i just got home
tonight was a good night
and by that i mean it’s 4am and i just got home
I honestly can’t believe this right now. I was complaining to my bf about some Kotex tampons I had used, going on a bit of a rant about how bad they were, and on a whim I decided to go to the website and leave a review so other people who might get them would know better.
I’ve never written a tampon review in my life (it’s not something I ever anticipated doing) so I had a little fun getting very passionate about my thoughts, and then went to submit…. Only to receive the words: ‘Your review text contains inappropriate language.’ I was confused at first, I mean I was pretty emphatic, but I didn’t cuss at all… and then I realized: I had typed the word ‘vagina.’
You can’t type the word ‘vagina’ on a TAMPON review because it’s considered inappropriate.
KOTEX, a company that makes OVER A BILLION DOLLARS A YEAR primarily selling products to people with vaginas, thinks that someone typing the word “VAGINA” in a review of a product that goes IN THEIR VAGINA is being inappropriate and needs to be censored.
I retyped “v*gina” with an asterisk like it was a swear word, submitted and it went to preview mode with no problem. But I’m still kind of in shock… Honestly, what is wrong with Kotex that they think they need to protect tampon users from the word ‘vagina’?
If you didn’t think our society’s fear of the vagina was absurd, here you go. It’s cartoonish.
Where are we meant to put them? Does the box say “Insert into your Hoohoo”?
my dad just left with a truck full of my things and so far it hasn’t really felt real, that I’m leaving, but suddenly it’s starting to, and For Good just came on my ipod and now I have a sad
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1. Favorite food?
Cold pizza. Or really good calamari.
2. If you could be anything for Halloween what would it be?
Haaaa. Um, well I mostly do what I want for Halloween already. There has literally been one year in the last 25 that I haven’t dressed up, and we pretend that year doesn’t exist. (I made up for it by doing two last year). I have a long history of doing cartoon characters, and keeping with that theme, this year I’m doing DC’s Poison Ivy to accompany kaitybgood's Harley Quinn. Still haven't worked out all the logistics on that one, but I've got a month.
3. You have the chance to write and direct a sequel to your favorite movie. What’s the movie, and what’s the title of your sequel?
Merf. I have no idea. This is an excellent question, but I have no idea. Well, okay, I’d have loved another Pirates movie with King Swann kicking ass on the high seas, but that would technically be an AU ala this. And I mean I’d die for a Megamind sequel ,or an ROTG sequel, but idk what I’d do with them?
4. What element do you bend and why?
Air, because I think temperamentally I’d be most suited to it over the others.
5. Given the chance, what celebrity would you go on a date with?
6. What’s your patronus?
For some reason my first thought was mongoose, and I like it, so I’m gonna go with that one.
7. Disney or DreamWorks?
Oh god, this question hurts me. Because Disney was my childhood, Disney was everything, and extremely formative, and continues to be very important to me, but I also owe a debt to Dreamworks for things like Prince of Egypt and El Dorado, which my sisters and I used to literally quote from memory, and lately I’ve liked what they’re producing better than what I’m getting from Disney. So I’m totally gonna waffle this question and say both. c:
8. If you could spend a month in another country, where would you go?
Italy. Because last time I was there for ten days and it wasn’t nearly long enough.
9. Would you rather have endless wealth, or immortality?
Wealth, because immortality terrifies me.
10. Night or Day?
Ughhh MissD you’re making this hard. Night, because it’s like a giant blanket and everything seems more beautiful and mysterious and shit. It’s a potential thing. Also writing at night. I’m more focused? But also if I don’t get enough sunlight hours I start going all SAD. I’m waffling this answer too, this answer makes no sense.
Aw man, I’m sorry you’re having trouble. Change is scary, even if it’s good. You can do it. <3
What bothers me most is the irrationality of it, because I know it doesn’t make sense and I know that everything is going to be okay and even better than okay, like, I get to work with old documents and live in a new place and I’ll make enough money to get the tattoos I want and maybe I’ll finally get a kitty and I can go hiking and camping without having to drive for hours to get there and maybe I’ll take up roller derby or kickboxing or something.
And then on the other hand too, I think in the back of my mind I know that living that close to my parents is going to make them have to start facing some truths about me that they’d rather not acknowledge, which is also both exciting and terrifying because life may get a little rocky, but I’m just gonna do my thing.
I’m alright, it’s mostly just the new job and moving and all. And don’t get me wrong, this is exactly what I wanted, you kow, leaving Illinois, having a full time job in my field, it’s going to be amazing and I am super excited, but it all just kind of happened so suddenly and there’s so much I have to do, to get ready, and my dad is coming up with his truck this Friday to take a bunch of my stuff to St Louis, but I’m going to be here another week after that still, so I’ve been packing and trying to figure out what I’ll still need and what can go… Also currently my bedroom is a train wreck because everything is half-packed and nothing is where it should be which isn’t helping. And I’m trying to find time to make sure I see everyone before I go, so I can say goodbye. And my favorite is that my brain keeps freaking out on me and I come up with these scenarios where I’ll get to St Louis and there will be no job, like I’ll move my whole life and they’ll say oh, we were just kidding, or they’ll change their minds, or something, and I’ll be SOL, and it’s completely ridiculous and completely irrational, but It’s like it all seems too good to be true, so I’m involuntarily pre-antagonizing myself just in case it actually is. And like, I want to put the news on FB, because I’m excited and I want people to know, but I’m afraid I’ll jinx it and then have to take it all back.
My brain is so dumb sometimes.
my anxiety has been going crazy this week and my ability to focus is at about negative five
they just opened a brand new little casear’s on my street. it’s a good thing i’m moving in a week and a half becasue i don’t think I have willpower quite that strong
and thank you to everyone who gave congratulations on my new job!!!
you dont realize how much dust a space can contain until you start packing up for a move
OKAY I’VE BEEN SUPER ANTI-SOCIAL LATELY BECAUSE LOTS OF THINGS HAVE BEEN HAPPENING
So I got a new job that I ended up hating but sometimes silver linings really are a thing, and in this case the silver lining was getting me miserable enough to stop waffling on making decisions about my life.
Which basically meant that I decided, at the end of the month, with job prospects or without, I was moving back to the city I grew up in. Which was scary. To make that decision. But sometimes I need to scare myself to get things done, apparently.
This past Sunday I sat in my favorite coffee shop for nine hours and applied for all the jobs. And there was this one that I really wanted, and I worked extra hard on the cover letter, but I’ve been applying to jobs for the last year and gotten nothing, you know?
But on Monday I got an email, on Tuesday a phone call; I drove down to St Louis for an interview on Wednesday, and Thursday morning I was offered a job.
I am officially going to be an Archival Digitization Specialist working full time for Ancestry.com, stationed at the St Louis National Archives in Missouri. And I am freaking ecstatic. And also a little bit terrified, but it’s the good kind of terrified.The excited kind.
And now we’re playing the find-PT-an-apartment-in-St-Louis game.