If you requested the password and haven’t gotten it yet, comment or e-mail or drop me a line on Facebook. I think everyone who requested one so far has gotten it. There are previous posts where you can check it.
I am 100% done with defending my opinions in my own blog.
I am 100% done with having to prove every experience I write about.
I had pretty much stopped blogging b/c I was sick of people coming here to attack me or attack something I said simply for the sake of being an Internet (or IRL) bully. Then I reminded myself that I was absolutely allowed to express myself in my space. Getting over the feeling that I’m not has been a difficult process and is obviously not complete.
If there’s something that absolutely needs to be said against me, I suggest the person who wants to say it take it to his own blog rather than coming to mine. Don’t have a blog? Make one.
I’ve had enough of not feeling free to express myself in this life and I’ll be fucked if I’m going to feel that way here.
I’m going password-only on this blog. I’ve always hated doing protected posts but I’m not going to let a bunch of assholes make me feel like I can’t say what’s on my mind. If you want the password, you’re more than welcome to comment or e-mail or contact me on Facebook.
If you don’t want the password, that’s cool. You can keep up with me somewhat on my writing blog.
Cheers.
So we took a little trip up to State College yesterday so Zoe could show Daddy this “Lulu Kitty” she wants Santa to bring her (our Target doesn’t carry it, even though they did until October b/c Zoe first saw it there). As we were driving from campus to Tarzhay, we passed a low rider. I read aloud what the owner had painted in the window:
“No fat chicks. Car will scrape.”
Then I added, “He doesn’t know what he’s missing. Fat girls give great head.*”
Without missing a beat, Hawk said, “They sure do.” *half a pause* “Oh shit.”
Laughter ensued.
Happy sexiversary, dear! 
* link to Google search, probably NSFW; most search results are NSFW. Frankly I’m NSFW so…
