Some stupid narcissist bitch hates her blog which she spent over a year cultivating… ALL FOR NOTHING! Full story at NEVER.

gingerbeerswag asked: Why do you suck so much?

._____. FUCK YOU! YOU’RE NOT MY REAL MOM! GET OUT OF MY LIFE!

Ekkehard Ehlers forever owns a chunk of my soul for creating this beautiful loop out of a few seconds of a Beatles song. Such majesty, such triumph, such unrelenting repetition.

Farewell, tumblr. I’ll see you on the other side (or really just on the new blog, to be less campy about it). Shan’t be doing anymore reblogs until I decide to come back to tumblr in say 40 years to make a new account and lose myself in 2010s, 2020s, and 2030s nostalgia. If enough things are still the same then. In 2030 I’ll be 41. JAYSUS MURPHY. That’ll be interesting.

peace shalom salaam etc. stay out of trouble except that which you want to get in!

I love me some Spinoza but uh dude, reacquaint yourself with more modern number theory. Some infinite sets REALLY ARE larger than others, but I know what you and most people mean by infinite, I’m just splitting hairs. But actually, I’m kidding, I actually do care a great deal. Read up on aleph nought/aleph null/whatever name you want to give it.

Although, mathematically proving the existence of a pantheist god, which leads some to examine panentheism, in the 17th century? Kudos, good sir.

30thcenturyboy:

Guided By Voices

I Am a Scientist

Bee Thousand (1994)

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand this will be the 2nd, 3rd, or 4th last thing I post on this blog before I stop posting on it ALTOGETHER. Though I won’t deactivate it. I’ll explain now, I guess.

Tumblr is more or less the epitome of Web-2.0-as-vehicle-for-diminishing-returns for me lately. Yes, even more than Twitter. AND RYM, which actually is still quite useful. And I’m kinda tired of blogging the same ole same ole political commentary this pop culture that. But! But But BUUUUUUUUT…

I will be making a new tumblr, titled The Menger Loofah; a somewhat trite and wholly contrived play on the fractal known as the Menger sponge and loofah sponges. (Also I want to write the speculative fiction story about sponges that will hopefully come even a higgs boson close to being as canonical about them as Watership Down has been for rabbits and hares. A girl can dream, can’t she?)*

It will be the vehicle through which I promote my new YouTube show I’m trying out, also called The Menger Loofah. You can reach me at my newly established e-mail address, mengerloofah@gmail.com. On this show, I will talk about a variety of interests and passions of mine (ranging from quantum physics to Southern rap to curried noodles to Paul Cezanne to science fiction to how David Bowie can’t possibly hope to stop being drop dead gorgeous) which I hope will be enlightening and not just esoteric, as well as vlogging about my personal life.

This latter part will mostly start out focusing on my transition and “adventures” through the trials and tribulations of trans identities becoming more and more accepted by the rest of the queer community as I struggle more and more to resist assimilation by the various layers of the “mainstream” while also finding certain niches therein in which to nestle.

The new tumblr will mostly consist of the episode of whatever period they come out, but will also feature an ask box so that all y’all tumblrfolk can have a leg up on the content of future episodes that YouTube-only people won’t.

Keep being awesome people and I hope you enjoy my new blog and show and hopefully I will either stop being so obnoxiously narcissistic or it will eventually take on a genuinely endearing tone. Hugs and kisses (blown, french, sloppy, Hershey’s, whatever floats your boat) to all!

*also, major digression, but in my first experience with ketamine I felt at certain points as though my mind had taken the form of an infinitely dense menger sponge that I zoomed through without actually seeing any of it

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Johnny Quest is hella problematic. It’s quite established. But I legit cannot understand people who adore Venture Bros. who have zero passing familiarity with Johnny Quest. It’s like watching Ren & Stimpy with someone who doesn’t know anything about Hanna Barbera and/or Looney Tunes and/or Jay Ward cartoons. It happens, and sure this post makes me out to be a completely snobby bitch about my love of cartoons (which admittedly I guess I am, so that’s my bad), but HOW?! HOW DOES THAT HAPPEN? It makes a hell of a lot more sense than expecting all fans of Venture Bros. to know that the guy who does the music is industrial musician Foetus, or that Iggy Pop and David Bowie are famous musicians not just cartoon villains. Hell, I ain’t even expecting people to know the myth of Orpheus. But I guess what I’m trying to drive at is that pop culture references itself incessantly and I’m a self-absorbed dillhole fartknocker who thinks her opinions matter.

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cheeseburgergirl:

UGK feat. OutKast | Int’l Players Anthem (I Choose You)

While this song, yes, has sexist parts, take a moment to consider how much of a gamechanger it is in the pantheon of hip hop as a whole to consider releasing a single about choosing to settle down with that special someone in a genre which usually promotes, for lack of a better phrase, the “single life” w/r/t having as many exploits as one wants, not to speak ill of such a life… Also, the wonderful marriage between southern rock musicality and the sheer beauty of dirty south drum machine programming, the latter of which is one of my favourite things in the whole of music.

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thelookingglassgallery:

“Couchsurfer” by Mark Maxwell

DMT party!!!

lezbhonest:

Kids snort the darndest things. The “condom challenge” is the newest, most disturbing YouTube trend in which young kids snort condoms and then pull them out of their mouths.

words!??!?!?!?!

not related to blog but share-worthy for sure

THE FUCK?!!?!

thereisamajorprobleminaustralia:

WIKI PROBLEMATIK

stillwatersofconsciousness:

I think this milk’s gone bad.

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iammortalwombat:

bigcatrescue:

BIG cats love boxes too!

If it fits, I sits: Big Cat Edition

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hidden-agender:

loweryi:

crowbegottenbatman:

loweryi:

crowbegottenbatman:

the word “sabotage” is p much short for “fucking shit up with a wooden shoe”

what

fucking shit up with a wooden shoe

oh my god

“sabot” literally means “hoof,” by the way.

This gives a whole new meaning to the concept of hoofing it. XD

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z5rRZdiu1UE

theunknownpainter:

Hahaha oh, the beautiful irony. This book is great.

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