My Uncle Chuck died of cancer. He was probably the only male role model I had growing up, what little I saw of him before he retired. His death reminds me that it's important to reconnect with the people you love before they disappear.
The "mystical pregnancy" of scifi/fantasy genres can be viewed as "torture porn," especially when you consider how often and how similarly it's portrayed: woman's body is used to create horrible abominations. Woman gets over trauma and skips off to have Further Adventures. WTF?
Last year when I was recovering from surgery, a lot of women came to wish me well. I was touched. Do I have…. friends?
Celebrating our second anniversary, getting through a painful jaw relapse, unfriending everyone on Facebook, plus check out the new living room look!
I found this video via Ninja Sovereign. Now I can't stop listening to it! I think I'll put it on my "I'm a designer dammit, not a doctor!" playlist. (Also, this post was entirely made to play with WordPress's post format options.)