Reblogged from shakethecobwebs
Because I’m fucking fat.
If you want to stop having self-doubt days, go right ahead. I will support you in any way that I can.
But fuck you for saying that the days you feel gross and lazy and unsuccessful are your “fat days.”
Because my fat days are full of love, and compassion, putting up a fight for those that I love, feeling beautiful, and fighting against those who would rather see me fail.
Fat is not a bad word, and it’s not the reason for your shortcomings. So stop it.
So. A friend of mine, najalater, is super into comics and pop culture and was planning to go to the Supanova convention this year.
Naja’s deaf, and so if she wants to actually get anything out of attending panels, she needs to be able to sit up the front. Easy, right?
…
I’ve seen this comment (or a close variation of it) used around the interwebs or in the “letters to the editor” section of the newspaper about a half dozen times this week in discussions regarding gay marriage:
“Homosexuals want more rights, special rights. Right now they have equal rights….
Wesley: Data, I can understand What I can’t understand is why anyone would voluntarily become dependent on a chemical.
Data: Voluntary addiction to drugs is a recurrent theme in many cultures.
Tasha: Wesley, no-one wants to become dependent. That happens later.
Wesley: But it does happen… so why do people start?
Tasha: On my home planet there was so much poverty and violence that for some, the only escape was through drugs.
Wesley: How can a chemical substance provide an escape?
Tasha: It doesn’t… but it makes you think it does. You have to understand, drugs… they can make you feel good. They make you feel on top of the world. You’re happy, you’re sure of yourself, in control.
Wesley: But it’s artificial?
Tasha: It doesn’t feel artificial until the drug wears off. Then you pay the price, before you know it you’re taking the drug, not to feel good, but to keep from feeling bad.
Wesley: And that’s the trap?
Tasha: All you care about is getting your next dosage, nothing else matters.
Wesley: I guess I just don’t understand
Tasha: Wesley, I hope you never do.Wesley: Tasha, how about we get super fucked up and you teach me how to be a man?
Tasha: Are you fully functional?
Wesley: I’m about to be.
Data: I’ll be in my bunk.
And that, kids, is how I wrote my first fan fiction.
This is my heart Chakra symbol with a cherry tree going through it. I got this done at Rising Dragon Tattoo by Wendi Koontz. She does some really beautiful work and made my idea so much more than I could have ever imagined.
I met the girl (Amanda Bussell) who created this comic at Dragon*Con. She gave me a flyer that said,
“One fateful day in 2006 a thought occurred… ‘You know, there aren’t enough nerdy comics on the internet!’
This was bull, of course…
But there WAS a lack of nerdy GIRL comics…
At least, that worked as an excuse to start…. HEAD TRIP.”
I think it’s just delightful. This link takes you to the first comic she did. I especially love the third and fourth comics, which go together, and convinced me to make Head Trip a daily read.
(via Head Trip)
OMG my comic is read by some awesome people *blush* :D
