I liked Star Trek Beyond.
I liked it a lot.
I liked Star Trek Beyond.
I liked it a lot.
I’ve always done my best to take the high road. I’ve often failed.
Regarding Vulnerability:
If you find yourself telling a victim of abuse that your perception of their experience is more important than their actual experience, understand that you’re contributing to the culture that keeps abuse survivors from speaking up. You’re part of the reason battered spouses stay and rape victims don’t file charges.
But the good news is that you can stop. You can learn. And I hope that you do. Because the world doesn’t need more of that garbage.
I love you. You make me a better person.
The first person who sings Disney songs to me gets punched.
One of the things that probably enrages me most about this lawsuit is that this national group is using my small town school as a pawn. They’re grabbing anyone that can push their agenda and pulling the along, whether it’s in their best interests or not.
The whole thing is an ugly mess and it makes me genuinely sad.
When I was talking about the comic before I launched it, this is what I intended to use it for: To give myself context. To turn my messy life into a neat and tidy narrative that moved from my childhood to the adult I have become.
But that’s not how life works. Even if it is how biopics work.
Just like in dating, if someone approaches me with the stink of desperation, it isn’t exactly appealing. And I accept that this defensiveness I have surrounding my time and talents may be a tad dickish, but … I’m okay with that.
A few extra hours of sleep, a couple of hours doing nothing with my partner, and a few hours of sunlight outside, and suddenly I was a new person.
I’m sure it was just a coincidence, though.
Ugh the panels are never the same size and there end up being awkward tangencies and uuuugh. This is way easier.