Click the photo for a bigger version; taken after a rainstorm in Bensonhurst on 03 April 2009. I stood outside while it was still raining on the railing of the steps to grab this photo. I had more people look at me like I was nuts standing there trying to get a decent photo than I did when I went out earlier that day to stand in the pouring rain.
All right, this is me getting rid of all the cool stuff in my tab bar + a cool new name!
Whosoever, an online magazine for GLBT Christians. The name is based on John 3:16, “For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life.” (Oh yeah, I’ve memorized me some Bible verses.) The point, I think, that some Christians don’t seem to get, is that God loved everyone; everyone is a sinner, and everyone can be redeemed. I was asking my mother about The Point (of Life, the Universe, and Everything, of course), and she said that everyone has to figure out what The Point is for themselves, but for her it’s to worship Jesus. If everyone thought the way she did, we might not have so many “problems” and everything would be boring (probably), but we also wouldn’t have this kind of thing happening, either.
Derailing for Dummies, the tag line of which is “Making Discrimination Easier!” It’s a
humorous infuriating look at pretty much every single way Bennett or Nathan has ever argued with me. My favorites are “You’re Being Hostile”, “You’re Taking Things Too Personally”, “You’re Arguing With Opinions Not Fact”, and “You’ve Lost Your Temper So I Don’t Have To Listen To You Anymore”… *blood boils*
On a lighter note, I learned two things from this article about Twitter, one Twitter-related, and one not. First: I’m apparently a Millennial and a member of Generation Y. (For all you not-so-smart kids out there, that means that I must have been born between 1982 and 1995. *gasp* I’m a young’un! Both my younger sister and brother fall into both categories, as well. Aren’t we lucky? *sarcasm* We get two names! YAY. As a sidenote, both my parents are part of Generation Jones. Yes, they are also special and get their own “generation” aside from being Baby Boomers. *rolls eyes*) Second, being such, I’m not supposed to think Twitter is cool. Oh, and just for laughs: Flutter.
According to some new study, having a sister makes you happier. You’re welcome, Bunny and Johnny! ^____^ And some other new study reveals that “alpha students” can have their cake and eat it, too. Alpha students are the kind who are super smart and super popular, and that just makes me want to punch someone in the face. Preferably an alpha student. Seriously; that’s just not fair. You’re allowed to be smart. You’re allowed to be popular. But you are not allowed to be both. *thinks for a minute* Though, I suppose there are some people who would say that I am such a person (or was one before college, anyway). In which case, I want to punch someone more alpha than me.
I signed up to be notified about developments on the Tauntaun sleeping bag. (If you don’t know what the hell a Tauntaun is, just be grateful you’re not as much of a geek as the rest of us and leave us to fight our lightsaber duels in peace.) The awesomest part of the whole thing is the lightsaber zipper pull. It just cracked me up. I would so buy that shit if it was for reals.
In other, semi-useful news, Japan is being very technologically oriented—were you expecting anything else from them? Really?—and has come out with the Pikachu snow-eater. (Yes, I know it’s not really Pikachu, but the doctored photo at the bottom of the page is just too cute to pass up.) Plus, the thing must’ve been created by some junior high school student who just didn’t want to have to make his own igloo bricks anymore, because the snow-eater virtually shits bricks (of ice). And what kid hasn’t wanted to build an igloo at some point in his lifetime? (Well, aside from life-long Angelenos, but that’s only because there’s never any snow there to use.)
This is for my future reference: Cages main archive. GW, AU, yaoi. Pairings: 6×1, 6×4, 6×3, 6×5, 6×2, 3×4, 1×2, 6x1x2x3x4x5, hints of 13×6 at the beginning, multiple OCxOC and OCx#xOC just to make things interesting. Main pairings are fairly standard, though I can’t possibly name all of the pairings here because I can’t even remember them all. (If you know what any of that means, you probably won’t mind the link, or you’ll know not to click on it if it’s not your thing; if you don’t know what those letters and numbers mean, I recommend not clicking the link. Just trust me on this one.)
Once upon a time, in a faraway land,
A young Prince lived in a shining castle.
Although he had everything his heart desired,
The Prince was spoiled, selfish, and unkind.
But then, one winter’s night,
An old beggar woman came to the castle
And offered him a single rose In return for shelter from the bitter cold.
Repulsed by her haggard appearance,
The Prince sneered at the gift,
And turned the old woman away.
But she warned him not to be deceived by appearances,
For Beauty is found within.
And when he dismissed her again,
The old woman’s ugliness melted away
To reveal a beautiful Enchantress.
The Prince tried to apologize, but it was too late,
For she had seen that there was no love in his heart.
And as punishment,
She transformed him into a hideous beast,
And placed a powerful spell on the castle,
And all who lived there.
Ashamed of his monstrous form,
The beast concealed himself inside his castle,
With a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world.
The Rose she had offered,
Was truly an enchanted rose,
Which would bloom for many years.
If he could learn to love another,
And earn her love in return
By the time the last petal fell,
Then the spell would be broken.
If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast
For all time.
As the years passed,
He fell into despair, and lost all hope,
For who could ever learn to love…a Beast?