Holy mother of god

You know, I get that different cultures have different tastes in food, but some of these just seem vile. I love Japanese food. I don't get yogurt-flavored pepsi. Who wants to drink watery, carbonated yogurt?

Amazing Artist

CGUnit is a great online gallery of artists and their artwork. I usually don't post about many of their artists, however, because the vast majority of the artwork they pick is very similar. Very. They posted about this one, however, and it's so awesome and unique, I felt I had to share it. If you link to the artist's livejournal page, however, just be aware that it's in Russian.

Coconut

I gave my bird a bath last night. She's molting and very cranky, but she seemed to enjoy herself.

Pimpery

Recently, my sister came visiting from Portland, and brought with her this necklace by Portland designer Teresa Robinson. It's handmade, and soooo cute.

You can check out her other designs at her online gallery and store: Small Things

Blow my Shofar

I'm doing Christmas shopping. And since I'm Jewish, I try to find things that will make my Jewish mom and sister feel included. Here's what I've found:



Hell yeah. My mom and sis are gonna be ROCKIN' these in upstate NY where they're the only jews for miles around.

Perhaps I should clarify...

As I've posted about before, I publish nasty comments towards myself because I appreciate the fact that everyone is allowed their own opinion. The post directly before this one, in which I picked on another person's blog, while, yes, linking to said blog, because let's be honest, mockery is best shared with company, brought forth this comment from an oh-so-brave anonymous commenter:

Man. Maybe you should get checked out for your totally irrational level of hatred and disgust for a fictional person. She's a character thousands of people apparently like to read - including you. And you're not only reading it but POSTING about it and linking to it. That's just weird.

Firstly, let's not assume I like to read her blog. I don't. Hence my mentioning that someone had just linked me to it that very day. Secondly, I feel scorn towards the writer of the blog. As is my right. The writer of her blog admits that it's idiotic and pathetic, so it's not like I'm saying anything she doesn't already know. My "irrational hatred and disgust" isn't towards the author of the blog, it's towards ALL women who act like sniveling little shits in love with a man but without the balls to do anything about it. And did I at any point tell people not to read the blog? No. Did I make fun of people for reading the blog? No. In fact, as you so astutely pointed out, I linked to it.

People got shit to say about my blog? Dude, it's my blog. Don't like it, don't read it. If I hurt your feelings...I'm not sorry. It's my right to say whatever the hell I want.

Suck on THAT, beyotch.

Was I ever like this? Gawd, I hope not.

A friend sent me a link to this blog. My Super Hopeless Romance. It's a chick blogging about a man she likes. It reeks of middle school. It's pathetic. She admits it right out how pathetic and idiotic she is, and yet whine, whine, whine, I love him, why won't he ask me out, bitch, bitch... I remember shit like this from middle school and hope to HELL I was never one of these people. ASK HIM OUT, BITCH. SUCK IT UP. What, you'd rather go through life miserable because he doesn't know you want him?

ARGH. And here I was, so GLAD middle school was behind me.

And yes, I know I don't have to read her blog. Doy. I'm just saying, it peeves me that grown women actually act this way.