Everything Is Terrible

Everything I touch breaks. Can't even put together a computer without screwing up. Which is bad because if my other computer goes before this new one works, everything goes the way of the dinosaur. Yes, I'm going to crash a meteor into it all because that's what it deserves.

Person: I hate you!

*Me thinking* : Okay, but never as much as I hate myself.

I will never allow anyone I care about to own a minivan.

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What Would [Insert famous person's name] Do?

This creeper at work keeps hitting on me. I suppose it was my fault he found out my phone number, but he continues to text incredibly inappropriate things. Mainly trying to get me to sleep with him or send nudes. Thing is, I'm not gay, and he knows that. Told him that over a dozen times. He's even threatened to find where I live so he can "spend time with me". I've tolerated it thus far, but it's been a little more than uncomfortable a lot of the time. Could start a sexual harassment complaint, but that's a can of worms probably not worth opening. Fucked up how that works, isn't it? Can't even do that without getting a ridiculous amount of backlash and probably killing my career. Could just block his number, but I try not to be too much a jerk. Eh. It's all bullshit. I've nothing against homosexuals, homosexuality, or any level of LGBT. Love is love, sexuality is sexuality, and happiness with yourself is what begins becoming more for others. It's just incredibly disturbing when what amounts to sexual harassment occurs. Can't imagine what it's like to be most females on social media these days. My outside perspective thinks it's really shitty most of the time. I try not to be a jerk, and I even apologize for writing or saying something clearly a joke. But, for people to be serious when they say the stupid shit they do makes me exceedingly angry. Red-out angry. I can't even call a girl names during sex (when I know she likes that kind of thing) or be super dominant in a relationship. I'm not the submissive type, either. Balance is my preferred state. A girl I can have pillow fights, Nerf battles, or spar with. Competitive, direct, and open. That's my taste, though. I know there are a lot of guys who want their girls to be second banana, and there are girls who like that (a very good friend of mine is that way); however, being fuckbucket misogynists and having heads so far up their own asses they amount to human Möbius strips doesn't give them any right to talk to anyone how they do. Think it earns them the right of letting a woman much stronger than them (Rhonda Rousey, perhaps) ensure they never regain full functionality of their bodies. The internet seems like a shitty place to be female. I'm sorry if I've ever been one of those guys. Something needs to change. It has to happen, doesn't it? Hard to believe it still hasn't happened, and the little progress made is very quietly pushed to the back burner. The stupidity of the human race can be so appalling.

Someone asked me if I believed in God. I asked them what kind of god would inflict me on their world.

I didn't steal this from Robocop, I swear.

Fun fact: The more you know, the less you know.

Darn this work cutting into my free time.