you can't do that with a tiffany lamp!

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today was one of those days, you know them? when reading through my blogroll brought up an extra heavy dose of posts about assault, and sexual bullshit, and people's capacity to be wretched, and just how dark life can sometimes get. how far we, as a society, really don't appear to have gotten. and, as these kinds of days usually do, it got me doing a lot of thinking about my own past and my own history. which is, you know, a bummer. and i don't really have much left to say about any of those things. i'm tired.

so fuck it, i said. i'm not going to write that post. i'm going to write this post instead. i'm going to write a post of celebration.

this is me celebrating that finally, in my life, i have a partner who i can trust completely, even in bed. who i find totally sexy, and who thinks i'm totally sexy too. who says so. who will never do anything i don't want to do, and who will never make me feel weird for asking for what i do want. who checks in, who talks with me, who never makes me second-guess myself, and who can make me weak in the knees, and then make me laugh, and shout, and sob, and shake, and laugh again, and then we cuddle under the covers and watch nerdy-ass fucking television.

i fucking deserve this shit. and if this sounds like something you want, know that you fucking deserve this shit too. if you don't have it, you'll find it. if you do have it, celebrate too. and spread the word: we all deserve to get what we want. we are all so worth loving.

watching justice league with lovelokest. batman? is being a perpetual creeper. you know. as usual. so, batman is always watching.

themeletor things you may not have known: batman and ceiling cat are THE SAME PERSON

lovelokest wouldn't that be basement cat?

themeletor no, ceiling cat is watching you masturbate. basement cat is CHEERING YOU ON.

lovelokest so. basement cat is ollie?


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MOMENTS LATER:

lovelokest so, how does he have wings? are they real or are they strap-on?

themeletor that is not a fair question. strap-ons are as real as you want them to be!

 hey internet.

who has white collar fic?

any locals or near-locals interested in an evening of RIOT GRRRL? HUH? YEAH? YEAH.

THAT'S RIGHT.

RIOT. GRRRL.

come to the riverwest neighborhood of milwaukee for GIRLS TO THE FRONT Fest: A celebration in the spirit of Riot Grrrl! i'm volunteering on friday. i don't know what i'm doing yet, but i'm volunteering.

also i'll give you a ride if you want.

no, seriously. i don't care where you are. i will drive to madison or wherever and i will get you and we will go to see some fierce fucking revolution happen (and participate!) and then i will drive you home.

really, you should show up. it's gonna be great.

xo mel

( move along, nothing to see here. )

(for those of you who know me on twitter, all these can be found on my public list "weaponry". for those of you who don't know me on twitter, why the hell not? @meletor.)

ETA: * = PRETTY MUCH PEOPLE RP-ING ON TWITTER, BUT THE SHENANIGANS ARE PRETTY FUN TO WATCH. ALSO THIS WORLD IS A BLAST SO REALLY I DON'T BLAME THEM. :D

meletor's parents theater, it's too goddamned early for this shit edition:

dad: organic! does that mean it has bullshit on it? cow shit?
me: you're bullshit.
dad: because they can't use chemical fertilizers. so they use animal shit.
me: yes dad, the cereal is covered in poop.
dad: it's like joni mitchell. give me spots on my apples. *sings* put away the ddt ... give me spots on my apples ... but leave me the birds and the bees~
me: LOLS
dad: *warbles* pleeee~eeease!

(important to know about my dad: he's the man who raised the music nerd in me. also he couldn't carry a tune in a wheelbarrow if you strapped it down.)

aaaand back to reading batgirl back-issues. STEPH ♥_♥

i got a tattoo yesterday!

dana withers of blue lotus tattoo in madison is a goddess and a ninja. we were at this for four hours with almost no breaks.

photos beneath the cut, borderline worksafe (it's a sidepiece so my shirt's all rucked up).

( as the flames rose to her roman nose and her walkman started to melt )

as usual, feel free to ask me any questions you'd like (about this or any other body mod i've had).

woohoo ink!

dear the internet,

does anyone have an icon yet of rachel maddow wearing her bacon police hat? or, alternatively, if someone has a screencap i can make the icon.

that is all.


(we now return you to your regularly scheduled mel-is-too-busy-freaking-out-to-be-on-the-internet. though also, in the interest of sanity and anticipated celebration, i am planning a tattooooooooo~)

dear the internet,

i was going to make this post earlier but then i got distracted by vampires. which, in other words oops i just watched the first four episodes of trueblood and am going in for a fifth (confederate!flashback!bill! yespls!). doot doo...

HEY THIS HAPPENED TODAY:
( cut for arachnids and capslock )

...better get to that fifth episode, i guess. thanks to someone i have the decemberists' "yankee bayonet" stuck in my head.

( stalking the wild snickerdoodle: a photoessay )

(secret of the snickerdoodle:

take your favorite vanilla cupcake recipe (i decided to use a modified pound cake formula that gave me a crisp cookie-like top above a moist, dense crumb) and add 3/4 tsp. ground cinnamon per dozen cupcakes. top with a sprinkle of demerara (or turbinado) sugar and a light puff of cinnamon before they go in the oven, then bake as usual.

let cool completely, top with a swirl of caramel buttercream and/or a drizzle of homemade caramel sauce, and finish with a touch more demerara (or turbinado) sugar.

share; enjoy; nom.)

♥