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Thanks plush-renardine for saying I’m swaggy and tagging me in this meme!  BTW how the hell did you ever find my blog?

So I guess five things about myself:

1) “Scientific” reasons were never enough to stop me from believing in Santa Claus (all sufficiently advanced technology is magic, yadda yadda yadda)

2) My favourite philosophers are Hiroyuki Takei and Ryukishi07

3) My first and only “fictional crush” was Kimiko “Kim” Ross

4) the first book I read of my own volition was “The Romance of Physics”

5) I was a fucking wolfaboo as a kid and never even realized that was a thing

Kali Yuga no. 5 - Kali Born
I guess this was too real for The Jogging
cosplay photo courtesy of Tumblr user meowstic

Kali Yuga no. 5 - Kali Born

I guess this was too real for The Jogging

cosplay photo courtesy of Tumblr user meowstic

randomthingieshere:

If no one has noticed yet, I have a thing for editing America onto Stephen Colbert.

randomthingieshere:

If no one has noticed yet, I have a thing for editing America onto Stephen Colbert.

(via hetalia-where-it-shouldn-t-be)

Kali Yuga no. 4 - The Eternal Return
better version

Kali Yuga no. 4 - The Eternal Return

better version

Frankly put. I am a FAKE GEEK GUY. I admit it. I like geek stuff, but I don’t love geek stuff. Not the way most geeks do. I’m an interloper on the geek scene. I’ve seen the movies, but I don’t know the canon. I am not a true fan.

All those things about not really loving the source material and “just watching the movies” or only reading the one book that everyone has read. That—all of that—applies to me.

But here are some things that have never happened to me. I have never been quizzed about who Data’s evil brother is to prove I like Star Trek. I have never had to justify my place in a midnight line to see Spider-man II by knowing who took up the mantle of Spider-man after Peter Parker’s death. (Peter Parker dies? Really? That’s so sad!) I have never had to explain who Nightwing is in order to participate in a conversation about Batman. (Nightwing is like….Robin on steroids, right?) I have never been asked how battle meditation works in order to voice my opinion that Enterprise shields would probably make a fight with Star Wars technology one sided. (Battle meditation is something that was in that Jedi role playing game, wasn’t it?) I have never had to beat everybody in the room (twice) at Mario Kart to prove I liked video games. I have never had my gender “honorarily” changed by having enough geek interests to be accepted (“you’re one of the guys now”). No one has ever insisted I tell them the difference between a tank and DPS in an MMORPG before allowing me to discuss raiding Molten Core. I have never been dismissed as a faker at a prequel screening because I didn’t know which admiral came out of light speed too close to the planet’s surface in The Empire Strikes Back. I have never been quizzed about Armor Class in order to get past someone who was blocking my path to the back of a game store where my friends were waiting at the tables. I have never been told I’m not a real fan. I have never been shamed for coming to a convention despite my lack of esoteric knowledge. And I have never, ever, EVER been invited to leave a fandom because I didn’t like [whatever it was] enough.

Every one of the things I have listed, I have personally witnessed happen. To women.

That’s not elitism. That’s sexism.

The “Fake Geek” is Not The Problem When It Comes to “Fake Geek Girls” (via postgenderfemmerobot)

apart from being a huge Grant Morrison otaku this 100% applies to me, BTW

(Source: brutereason, via altcrit)

I wanna be Lithuanian

I wanna be Lithuanian

Poetry reading outfit selfies - this time for a reading that was actually successful!

Another thing I accomplished successfully was painting my nails.

I’ve been having a bit less success washing that shit off.

help me

The original
This time, from left to right:THE NEW REPUBLIC: Self-proclaimed queen bee and gossip girl.THE ATLANTIC: Chilled out - she dresses like a slacker but does quite well in school.  Actually more popular than the New Republic.HARPER’S: The number one student at St. Francis de Sale’s.  These days she gets special assignments tailored to her and doesn’t even do the same kind of reporting as the other magazines.  Respected and - for unknown reasons, only whispered about even by New Republic - feared.  She talks rarely, but usually when she does it is with confidence and dignity.  One of the few magazines who has had sustained conversations with her is The Economist.THE ONION: Class clown and goof-off.  Her sense of humour is pretty on-point and even the teachers tolerate it.  Tends to devolve as soon as she gets on the internet.THE NATIONAL REVIEW: Loser otaku whose stalker crush on underclassman Maclean’s has turned into a revenge obsession since she prank gifted him Mark Steyn.Note: what year the magazines are in has absolutely nothing to do with how old their real-world equivalents are.  It’s entirely based on what I feel goes with their personalities, more or less intuitively.Note: MOST, but not all, magazines are girls.  Most newspapers are boys (more on that later)Now formatted more like an Economist cover!

The original

This time, from left to right:

THE NEW REPUBLIC: Self-proclaimed queen bee and gossip girl.

THE ATLANTIC: Chilled out - she dresses like a slacker but does quite well in school.  Actually more popular than the New Republic.

HARPER’S: The number one student at St. Francis de Sale’s.  These days she gets special assignments tailored to her and doesn’t even do the same kind of reporting as the other magazines.  Respected and - for unknown reasons, only whispered about even by New Republic - feared.  She talks rarely, but usually when she does it is with confidence and dignity.  One of the few magazines who has had sustained conversations with her is The Economist.

THE ONION: Class clown and goof-off.  Her sense of humour is pretty on-point and even the teachers tolerate it.  Tends to devolve as soon as she gets on the internet.

THE NATIONAL REVIEW: Loser otaku whose stalker crush on underclassman Maclean’s has turned into a revenge obsession since she prank gifted him Mark Steyn.

Note: what year the magazines are in has absolutely nothing to do with how old their real-world equivalents are.  It’s entirely based on what I feel goes with their personalities, more or less intuitively.

Note: MOST, but not all, magazines are girls.  Most newspapers are boys (more on that later)

Now formatted more like an Economist cover!