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About blackonblight : Not much to say, diagnosed Aspergers Syndrome, depression, anxiety, social phobia, I'm a walking stereotype of the crazy girl who always has a book, almost never talks, and spends the day locked in her room with her cats.
Also cluster headaches.
Apparently evolution really doesn't want me reproducing.
That's fine, I'm asexual. Aromantic too. Still got the capacity for aesthetic appreciation, and I do melt over certain voices. I just have no desire to press my squishy bits against another's, nor do I feel like I need a significant other to be complete. I understand that it appeals to others, and that is fine. It is not for me.
A new Thumb
You’ve used your thumb on 1000 comments.
I’m your new creative director
You had to give your opinion on this new “piece” that the whole world is talking about.
You have looked through 5 pages of the website. That’s a start.
Today, I had satanic gastric distress. Attempting to make light of this fact, and, being incredibly bored and seemingly alone at work, I managed to fart the intro to "Smoke on the Water" perfectly. Somebody clapped. FML
Today, my mother-in-law called me every 2 hours, starting at 8pm and stopping at 10am the following morning. She says that since my wife and I are expecting our first child, I should "get used to waking up at all hours." She calls my work phone, which I'm not allowed to switch off. FML
Today, I had to take my 15-year-old son to the hospital. He'd gone out dressed as some My Little Pony character and encountered someone who'd had the same idea. They then got into a fistfight, and my son got the shit beaten out of him. I wish I'd never bred. FML
Today, I heard crashing noises coming from my dining room. I got up to see what it was; my asshat cat was flinging himself at my chandelier. He'd figured out how to grab the ceiling fan from the other room, build momentum, and launch into my expensive chandelier. Hooray. FML
Today, I was hitting on a girl, and I was sure I could get her to sleep with me. When she finally gave in and was putting her number into my phone, she called my mom and asked her if she raised me to "sexually harass women." FML
Today, a pregnant woman got on the bus. There were no free seats, so I stood up to give her mine. An obese man pushed past her, waddled over, and oozed into my seat. I said it was for the pregnant lady. He called me a "sexist bitch" and claimed he needed it more. FML
Friday 18 April 2014