Madame DeChevre & the Silk Scrolls

suicidalswan replied to your post: The Absurd Duplicitous Foucauldian Buddhist

With regards to the plane ticket: how on earth did that happen? Also, that project better go excellently to make it worth $1000.

Well, I asked if we could reschedule for a flight later in the day so that I could do my class presentation in the morning. My friend, who ordered the tickets, said he would look into it and asked if I would be okay with paying extra. I said yes, knowing that there is a $50 rescheduling fee for our ticket type. So he contacted me later to say he had rescheduled, but the tickets had now doubled in price because we bought them in the off-season but our rescheduling had happened during travel season so prices had gone up. I had assumed he would contact me before definitely ordering our tickets if there was a price increase that significant, but he did not so now we are stuck with them. :/

I saw someone do a really good cover of Bob Dylan’s Simple Twist of Fate and now I have a disproportionate crush.

:(

jadelyn:

ragingqueer:

I just found out the word “vagina” is a Latin word that means “sheath for a sword” and the fact that they’re named purely for that function and everyone, even doctors, are basically going around referring to vaginas as “the thing that a penis goes in” without realising makes me feel a bit angry and sick.

It was when I learned this fact that I began using cunt to refer to mine.  

Besides, I always thought “vagina” just sounded weird.

http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?term=vagina

It gets better, pundendum comes from the Latin word for “thing to be ashamed of.”

http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?term=pudendum

So fuck correct anatomical language.

I am currently endeavouring to be more like Camus’ absurd man, or else a Buddhist. I am trying both, expecting to fail at either. Today has been sort of ridiculous, so I am going to post about it because I do not wish to talk anymore to the people involved.

1) Today, someone effectively spent over a thousand dollars of my money on a rescheduled plane ticket without consulting me first. This more than decimates my savings. Significantly more than decimates them.

2) The benefit of this rescheduled plane ticket? Now I get to do a project worth about 10% of my mark that my professor was completely at a loss to figure out how to reschedule. Couldn’t think of how it might be done.

3) I got to participate in (read: listen to) a completely unproductive conversation about making poetry slams a more inclusive space, i.e one where misogynistic poems are not so loudly supported that people effectively hurt by misogyny will not leave in aggravation. The sexist-talking dudes feel they are being oppressed and persecuted for being called out for having misogynistic poems. The anti-sexist other side somehow thinks that just having a dialogue about how the poems are hurtful is going to be helpful, in spite of the fact that the sexist-talking dudes obviously do not understand the power dynamics they are enacting and cannot be made to because they continue to feel like they are being attacked any time someone tries to explain how they are privileged.

In response to these problems I am trying to be a calm, imperturbable person with a keen understanding of suffering and absurdity. But I am also inclined to be a person who cleverly schemes her way out of these problems using my keen understanding of law and humans. Both responses seem to represent very different ways of wielding power. 

notreallythisguyles:

wentdog:

reignyreigny:

Always kiss a woman you love like it’s the last time, because one day it will be.

This.

Sigh

why do i feel like i’m going to cry

poorlifechoicesblog replied to your photo: I own the world’s ugliest Led Zeppelin shirt and…

this outfit is perfect

^_^ Awww thank you!

strangeasanjles:

Amennnnnn

tiger-in-the-flightdeck:

My baby brother’s first girlfriend recently confessed to thinking they were actually a boy. I asked my brother if this bothered him. His response was:

“Well, yeah. If I had have known they were a boy when we were going out, I would have said I had a boyfriend, not a girlfriend.”

He was ten.