Rando Calrissian

Jan 29
Exhausted despite/because of not doing a god damn thing all day apart from being in pain. Sooo I’mma watch Pocahontas with Maila until I fall asleep.
Fuuuuck everyone. :)

Exhausted despite/because of not doing a god damn thing all day apart from being in pain. Sooo I’mma watch Pocahontas with Maila until I fall asleep.

Fuuuuck everyone. :)

Jan 28
Me and Koda some time in March 2008. The night we became the Wonder Twins. Bahaha.

Me and Koda some time in March 2008. The night we became the Wonder Twins. Bahaha.

Jan 28
biostar:

(via A Copyright Quickie: Canada Is About To Pass Sopa’s Evil Little Brother. Politely. « Dear They)
“I’m a Canadian.
 
We’re a quiet bunch; prone to enjoying hockey, drinking stronger beer than our friends south of the border, and lovers of fries smothered in cheese curds and gravy.
We also, apparently, have an inferiority complex when it comes to being evil dirt bags, because we’ve decided to pass our very own version of SOPA up here.
Only better*
Meet Bill-C11. Formerly Bill C-32. (I think they thought if they made the number lower people would care less about it?)
Or as we call it up here; Her Royal Majesty V, Zzzzzzz
We like our politics dry up here.
But, as innocuous as it sounds, C-11 does a whole lot that SOPA did with a few extra twists you might not find in the Wikipedia write-up.
Like your PVR? You can’t keep it under C-11.
Like ripping CDs to your iPod? Say bye-bye.
Hey, do you want to be able to unlock your $500 smartphone and take it to a provider less dedicated to violating your wallet? That won’t be allowed either.
Did you get accused of internet piracy but no evidence has been presented and a trial date hasn’t even been set? Under C-11 your ISP will now be forced to terminate your internet access.
And people say that governments can’t be bought.
We’re not going to get Google or Wikipedia to go dark up here. We don’t have as robust a tech industry to act as a public counterbalance to entertainment industry interests. We have a Prime Minister (that’s  French for Dear Leader under the current regime) who doesn’t give a suckling goat what the people think about his policies.
But we do have a lot more recourse in our political system to make politicians pay than our Yankee brethren do. (Yes I know I just insulted everyone south of the Mason Dixon line. I’m sorry. You trying caring about foreign geographical terminology when every person you’ve ever met from a particular country still thinks it’s the height of hilarity to ask if you live in an igloo.) We have things like votes of no confidence that can really bugger up a sitting House member’s day.
So, if you’re Canadian, or you’re friends with a Canadian, or you just really like bacon, click the link at the bottom of this article and share it with as many people as you can.
We can’t afford to lose on this one, Canada.
Besides…

Winners Go Home And Fuck The Prom Queen
-Sean Connery

And he would know.
*And by better, I mean shockingly, horrifyingly worse.
http://www.ccer.ca/canadian-copyright-reform/canadian-copyright-reform-back-with-vengeance/
There are only 14 days left people. Get active.
Updated 10:10 PM Mountain Time
For those who are complaining that C-11 as written isn’t SOPA-like enough to warrant this comparison, please read http://www.michaelgeist.ca/content/view/6257/125/”
PLEASE SIGN AND PASS ON! 

biostar:

(via A Copyright Quickie: Canada Is About To Pass Sopa’s Evil Little Brother. Politely. « Dear They)

I’m a Canadian.

We’re a quiet bunch; prone to enjoying hockey, drinking stronger beer than our friends south of the border, and lovers of fries smothered in cheese curds and gravy.

We also, apparently, have an inferiority complex when it comes to being evil dirt bags, because we’ve decided to pass our very own version of SOPA up here.

Only better*

Meet Bill-C11. Formerly Bill C-32. (I think they thought if they made the number lower people would care less about it?)

Or as we call it up here; Her Royal Majesty V, Zzzzzzz

We like our politics dry up here.

But, as innocuous as it sounds, C-11 does a whole lot that SOPA did with a few extra twists you might not find in the Wikipedia write-up.

Like your PVR? You can’t keep it under C-11.

Like ripping CDs to your iPod? Say bye-bye.

Hey, do you want to be able to unlock your $500 smartphone and take it to a provider less dedicated to violating your wallet? That won’t be allowed either.

Did you get accused of internet piracy but no evidence has been presented and a trial date hasn’t even been set? Under C-11 your ISP will now be forced to terminate your internet access.

And people say that governments can’t be bought.

We’re not going to get Google or Wikipedia to go dark up here. We don’t have as robust a tech industry to act as a public counterbalance to entertainment industry interests. We have a Prime Minister (that’s  French for Dear Leader under the current regime) who doesn’t give a suckling goat what the people think about his policies.

But we do have a lot more recourse in our political system to make politicians pay than our Yankee brethren do. (Yes I know I just insulted everyone south of the Mason Dixon line. I’m sorry. You trying caring about foreign geographical terminology when every person you’ve ever met from a particular country still thinks it’s the height of hilarity to ask if you live in an igloo.) We have things like votes of no confidence that can really bugger up a sitting House member’s day.

So, if you’re Canadian, or you’re friends with a Canadian, or you just really like bacon, click the link at the bottom of this article and share it with as many people as you can.

We can’t afford to lose on this one, Canada.

Besides…

Winners Go Home And Fuck The Prom Queen

-Sean Connery

And he would know.

*And by better, I mean shockingly, horrifyingly worse.

http://www.ccer.ca/canadian-copyright-reform/canadian-copyright-reform-back-with-vengeance/

There are only 14 days left people. Get active.

Updated 10:10 PM Mountain Time

For those who are complaining that C-11 as written isn’t SOPA-like enough to warrant this comparison, please read http://www.michaelgeist.ca/content/view/6257/125/”

PLEASE SIGN AND PASS ON! 

Jan 28

Supposed to go to a show tonight, and I would like to, but my body’s being a total douchebag. Everything’s out of order and there’s a lot of pain. GAH.

Plus I could have the house entirely to myself for many hours which never happens anymore.

But drunk. And a ride home.

Dilemma.

Jan 28

WE NOW NEED 200,000 SIGNATURES. ACTA GOES INTO MOTION TOMORROW IF WE DON'T STOP IT. →

Jan 27

quote

Depression in the clinical sense is a really hard thing for people to empathize with. There’s this bootstraps approach, like, “Why don’t you get out of bed and get a job! It’s all up to you.” But that isn’t for everyone. There is a time when you realize: “Whoa, you’re sick just as if your leg was rotting off.” David Foster Wallace is a hero of mine, and I read an interview with his wife where she said that everyone was shocked when he killed himself, but if he had pancreatic cancer, no one would have been shocked. The guy was not well.

I know a lot of people that have been afflicted by anxiety and debilitating depression. It takes this momentum: If you’re not pushing the boulder up the hill, it’s rolling down on you.

Craig Finn 

I’m not even going to put this in the tags, because this is something really important to me and I’m not going to hide it in a place where people might not even see it or will ignore or Karp will cut me off. 

People who believe that the bootstraps approach is realistic in all cases of depression are delusional, narrow-minded morons. Get out of bed and get a job - wow, what a thoughtful thing for you to say! People don’t realize that not only does depression have lasting emotional effects, it has serious physical effects as well. My stomach problems can be 100% attributed to my depression and anxiety - I have tried numerous diets, attempting to cut out foods to see which would affect my body in what way, and no matter what I ate, no matter if I cut out meat and dairy, my stomach was still a mess. I read an article in the NY Times about a year ago that discussed Charles Darwin’s depression and how he faced numerous stomach problems because of it. When depressed, people are often achy, experience migraines, etc. 

Also, the whole “it’s all in your head!” argument is completely irrelevant. If I punched you in the diaphragm and you were in massive amounts of pain, guess what? The pain would ALL COME FROM THE SIGNALS IN YOUR BRAIN TELLING YOU THAT YOU GOT PUNCHED IN THE FUCKING DIAPHRAGM. SO THAT’S ALL IN YOUR HEAD TOO, ASSHOLE. 

Craig Finn makes that remark about pushing a boulder up a hill, and that’s a very accurate metaphor for depression. To fight depression and anxiety, you have to constantly work work work, and all that work is absolutely exhausting. Often I was too exhausted to go to school because I spent so much time trying to sort out and deal with my numerous emotional issues - which, of course, is the lovely Catch-22 about depression. You work so hard to fight it that it sucks the life out of you, you stop to take a breath, and then suddenly everything, all the progress you’ve made, comes crashing back and topples you. 

I have never understood why there’s such a social stigma around depression, anxiety, and every other mental illness - I legitimately have no idea why a good number of people are quick to dismiss such afflictions and believe that they’re all false or trivial or what have you. 

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Jan 27
tastefullyoffensive:

Before Kinectcreativeuncut
Jan 27
thedailywhat:

Photo of the Day: The Daily Show’s Jon Stewart (then Jon Leibowitz) as a young College of William & Mary student moshing at a Dead Kennedys show at Casablanca in Richmond, VA, c. 1982.
Photo by Irish Willis Peele.
[gawker.]

Awesome.

thedailywhat:

Photo of the Day: The Daily Show’s Jon Stewart (then Jon Leibowitz) as a young College of William & Mary student moshing at a Dead Kennedys show at Casablanca in Richmond, VA, c. 1982.

Photo by Irish Willis Peele.

[gawker.]

Awesome.

Jan 27
Jan 27

sofapizza:

c’mon jesus, quit slackin.