Sometimes I forget to price things before I post them on Instagram and then somebody messages me asking what the price is and I have to scramble to calculate the cost and I feel like such a heel.
Wiig plays Erin Gilbert, a particle physicist, academic firebrand, and spectral warrior. McKinnon is Jillian Holtzmann, a nuclear engineer, munitions expert, and proton wrangler. McCarthy is Abby Yates, a paranormal researcher, supernatural scientist, and entity trapper. Jones is Patty Tolan, a ghost tracker, municipal historian, and metaphysical commando
I was putting some rings into my tumbler to polish and when I went to the sink to add water I accidentally tipped it over and poured a bunch of the steel shot down the drain.
Steel shot is expensive. Luckily I have enough left over to still polish my pieces.
When I use it to polish brass or copper it makes the shot dirty and has to be cleaned before I put another metal in it. Wanna know what I use? Coca Cola.
We got back from Star Wars around 3am this morning and it took me some time to wind down. I woke up around 8. Late for me but I still felt like a zombie after only 4+ hours sleep. I cannot even image what poor Chris feels like today. Walking dead. I will make sure to feed him and put him to bed as soon as he gets home.
Here’s an idea: a spice exchange for accidental doubling up of spice purchases. So that when you end up buying a second bottle of ground cloves thinking you didn’t own ground cloves, you’re not spending the next 35 years of your life trying to finish off TWO bottles of ground cloves while continually forgetting to buy spices that you are actually out of.
Gosh do I have to think of EVERYTHING??
I’ll trade you the cloves for a bottle of crushed red peppers.
By now, you’ve probably seen the cast of the upcoming Ghostbusters reboot in 100 different behind-the-scenes images, but what you’re looking at now is the first “official” image of them.
From left to right, meet Abby Yates (Melissa McCarthy), Jillian Holtzmann (Kate McKinnon), Erin Gilbert (Kristen Wiig) and Patty Tolan (Leslie Jones).
The cast also includes Chris Hemsworth, Neil Casey, Andy Garcia, Cecily Strong, Michael K. Williams, Matt Walsh and Charles Dance, plus cameos from original stars Bill Murray, Dan Aykroyd, Ernie Hudson, Annie Potts and Sigourney Weaver.
Directed by Paul Feig (The Heat, Bridesmaids) from a script he co-wrote with Katie Dippold (The Heat, Parks and Recreation), the film is scheduled for release on July 15, 2016 via Columbia Pictures.
You know, girls used to read comics in huge numbers — and were driven out, I would argue, by stories that actively excluded them. If we can only get women and girls to pick these books up again.
Manga proved that it can happen. If anyone gave any credence to that absurd argument that women don’t like comics because they aren’t visual — which is literally the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard, but I’ve heard it more than once — women are just as visually stimulated as anyone. They just don’t like comics that insult them or actively exclude them.
Just finished this gorgeous silver amethyst geode druzy ring. I wish the pictures did it justice it is so much prettier in person. #amethyst #druzy #geode #silver #ring #jewelry #handmade
I was chatting online tonight with my friend Dafna, something we very rarely do.
We’ve been friends since we were teenagers growing up in Caracas.
I haven’t seen her in 12 years, when I visited her in London.
She was one of the few friends that I used to talk to about Chris when we were teenagers. She could always tell when I’d just spoken to him because she could hear the happiness in my voice.
She was one of the first friends that I told when we got married.
Many of my best friends live so far away. That’s what happens when you move around. You keep in touch sporadically and when you’re traveling anywhere near them you find a way to meet up.
It’s an incentive to travel though. I have a whole world to visit and people to stay by.
I plan to get around to all of them one day. So far I’ve been doing a pretty good job of it.
my back is a fucking mess. after doing the parks and travelling for so many hours on sunday and today I had a long day. so now I’m feeling all liquid and ooooh
Finished it. Wow this was awesome to make. Just sent a picture to my client. Hope he’s happy with it. It’s a gift. I get the feeling he’s buying it for a girl 🙂
When we were at Animal Kingdom, we were near the Asian-themed part of the park and there were these two women, cast members, dancing to Indian music.
My mom, my sister and I joined in. My niece was in a stroller and I tried to coax her out. “Come and dance! This is your culture!” She wasn’t having it.
And it felt really odd to tell her that it was her culture because the child looks pure white. She doesn’t even look mixed. And she has never picked up a Trini accent. She can’t even imitate it. She thinks we speak wrong. And I feel like we have this little white American kid in our family. If I didn’t know she was ours I’d have thought we picked her up on the side of the road.
I just got a bunch of these stunning amethyst geode pieces. I can’t wait to make some beautiful rings and bracelets with them! #excited #amethyst #crystalclusters #geodes
One of my brother’s oldest friends, Steve, part of a couple known as TomandSteve, came along on our vacation with us. He was only there for a few days. When he was discussing going to Universal with my brother, we basically started fangirling out on Harry Potter. I really wanted to go but had neither the time nor the money to do it.
He left very early Sunday morning and I found this t-shirt on the dining room table along with a note that said: Natasha, Harry Potter told me to give this to you since you cold not come visit Diagon Alley. He said you are one of his favourite muggles. Steve.
Naturally I totally squealed. What an incredibly thoughtful gift. And he got my house right. But of course he did.
I’m assuming that since a ton of blogs I never followed are showing up on my dash, that somehow I’ve magically unfollowed a bunch of you too. If it seems like I have just gimme a nudge or something because I haven’t unfollowed anyone since like 1998.
Shout out to people who have a hard time controlling their volume when talking, and who always speak too loudly or too quietly.
Whether you are teased for being too quiet but it’s really nerves / anxiety / shyness / hearing loss, and/or you have a hard time talking in an “indoor” voice when excited so people are constantly telling you to quiet down and “chill out”.
You’re okay. I know you try hard. I know you mumble incoherently when scared and yell when talking about something that excites you. It’s okay. I do it too.
Last night at work a man told me that I look better when I take my glasses off and I immediately replied that he looks better when I take my glasses off too and he got really angry and I think it was one of the proudest moments of my life
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I took out some ribs to cook for dinner but that’s just not gonna happen. I guess we’ll buy something on the way home from the airport. He lands in an hour.
Had to run errands today and the traffic coming back was unusually heavy. Turns out there was a truck stalled in one of the lanes causing traffic to slow to a crawl.
Then I turn off the highway and the street is roped off. Because there is a building on fire.
I turned around and went another way half expecting to come across an accident or a dead body in the road. Thankfully there was nothing else. But I’m still feeling like there should be a third.
When I first launched my website I put up as much information as possible so that my potential clients could have as many answers to their questions as they needed.
Then I discovered that despite my best efforts, people simply do not read.
And it used to annoy me, having to answer the same questions over and over and over again.
Until I made up my mind that this was how it was going to be. And so I didn’t mind it anymore.
And then I discovered that there was an upside to answering clients’ questions. I got to have one on one interactions with them. And it helped me forge better relationships. And I really enjoy answering their questions now because I realise that for many people this is their first experience ever with ordering jewellery over the internet. So they want to make sure they’re doing the right thing. And it’s helped me as a vendor to see where people might need more help, more information, and even reassurance.
Now five months into the business, I realise that that personal touch is really important. It was not something I understood going into the business. But it seems to obvious to me now. And I really enjoy it. It’s something unexpected I’ve learnt about myself. There’ve been many new discoveries. I never realised that starting a business would teach me so much about who I am.
Right before I left Trinidad my credit card centre called me regarding a charge on my card. When they read out the vendor I didn’t recognise it so I told them I hadn’t made the charge. I didn’t have time to sort it out as I was leaving the next day.
I just called the card centre to see what to do about it and pulled up the statement online and saw that the fucking charge is one I pay every month. If the guy on the phone had bothered to read me the entire name of the vendor I would have okayed it. But he read only half the name, the part that they don’t go by on their website.
So now I have to go to the bank and get a whole new credit card because of this stupid guy who wouldn’t read the whole name.
Airport reading. Good for a long (four hour!) layover. Loved Water For Elephants. I’m hoping this will be just as engaging. (at Booklink Cafe Miami Int’l Airport)
I really enjoyed this novel. (Monsters, romance, and Scotland, what’s not to love?) Let me know what you think!
Just happened to check and I saw that my flight will be delayed by an hour. I leave Miami at 7pm instead of 6. It’s 3:21 now. I guess I better just get settled and enjoy my book and my coffee. At least I’m traveling in business class so I’ll be comfortable. I arrive in Trinidad just after midnight.
Airport reading. Good for a long (four hour!) layover. Loved Water For Elephants. I’m hoping this will be just as engaging. (at Booklink Cafe Miami Int’l Airport)
I have created a gofundme and i’m asking you guys for help.
if you can’t donate, can you please reblog?
this is really important to me and my future.
On November 28, I asked my husband for a divorce, thinking it would be civil and without incident. Saturday, December 5, I was proven wrong. I have been cut off from my home and my belongings. In order to feel safe and to have help from friends and family, I need to pay the local constable to escort me while on the premises of my old home. Unfortunately, this costs money. Additionally, I am trying to raise funds to help me in the event that I need to relocate again or need to hire a lawyer, should my ex make the actual divorce proceedings difficult. I have set a lofty goal of $500, but would be very grateful for any donation. Even the smallest bit of help would go toward me feeling safe and not having to re-purchase clothing, furniture, etc. or replacing items that have been handed down to me by family members. Thank you to everyone who helps me get my life back to normal.
Back in St Kitts and Nevis, where gay sex is punishable by up to 10 years in prison, he was subject to constant harassment. Walking home from work, men would use homophobic slurs calling him “anti man” and “batty man.” They would punch him in the gut or in the face if they felt he was walking too close to them. Sometimes they would throw stones at him in the streets.
St Kitts, the island where Ryan lived, is small, with a population of only 40,000 people. So even though Ryan wasn’t completely out of the closet, everyone knew he was gay. He isn’t sure if it was because of how he walks or how he talks. At a young age, he would only play with girls. His uncle certainly knew he was gay — he would beat him regularly, while yelling those same slurs.
Ryan is an accomplished dancer. He travelled around the Caribbean performing and won cash prizes in dancing competitions. But being a dancer in St Kitts gave the homophobes even more ammunition to target him with.
Ryan was stabbed for being a gay man in St Kitts. Not once, but twice. The first time he had been out with friends and was walking through an alley to get back to his house. A group of men stopped him, demanding money and calling him homophobic names. He tried to run away, but they beat him badly. He was stabbed multiple times and was hospitalized. He still has the scars.
A few years later, he was attacked, stabbed and robbed again. The last straw for Ryan came when a man pulled a gun on him. “Don’t walk on this street batty man,” he was threatened. Ryan was scared for his life. An online friend in Canada was able to link him up with Rainbow Railroad, a Toronto-based organization that gets LGBT people out of situations like his. They bought him a plane ticket and a month later he was in Canada.
Rolston Ryan is a gay man. He was subjected to vicious attacks and abuse because of that. He comes from a country that criminalizes his very existence. None of that is in dispute.
But what the Canadian government does dispute is that he’s a person in need of protection. And that’s why they’re sending him back.
I’d forgotten how big the cars are here in the US.
A lot of the people are really big too. Or maybe they just stand out more.
It’s also been a while since I was around this many white people. They look really different from the ones back home. I suspect most of our white people are creole anyway. But they also have perpetual tans. White people in America are really white, man.
There aren’t a lot of Black people at Disney.
Customer service is nice to experience again. We have very little of that in Trinidad.
The Disney experience has become very monetized and controlled in a way that really turns me off. I know it always was but it’s gotten to a place that makes me feel very “eh” about it. I haven’t been here for fifteen years and I won’t be coming back in a hurry again.
My niece loved it though. And that’s really the important thing.
What’s that weird horizontal paper airplane looking icon supposed to do? I clicked it and it said something about messaging somebody? What new fuckery is this now?
After an hour of listening to them talk about “content creators” and “how well brands are doing on Tumblr” (get a grip, Denny’s and Taylor Swift are the only brands anyone can stand on this site), I finally raised my hand and asked:
“I’ve been on Tumblr almost 7 years, and up until a few months ago you had this amazing ‘reply’ feature that added a level of interactivity and personalization that was really vital to relationships on the site. Is there a reason you got rid of it, and are you bringing it back?”
I held back on mentioning that people are abandoning the site in droves because of this dumb move. Of course their answer was “we replaced it with messaging, which does the same thing as replies.” That just goes to show that they, a major social media site, do not understand the basic difference between one-on-one interaction and content interaction. Thanks, Yahoo.
(And guess how many times they brought up that they went from an ad-free website to one that pushes Poshmark bullshit in our faces every 5 minutes?)
Anyway. Disappointing. Every Tumblr user in that meeting left shaking their heads and rolling their eyes.
Why are people in amusement parks so motherfucking loud? Why can’t you speak at a normal volume? Why must I hear your conversation from three tables over? And why are you people so damn nasal when you speak? Jesus…
Thank you to those of you who messaged me re my last post. I know once upon a time those would have been replies. I appreciate the extra step you took to say what you said.
I’ve been through several really monumental changes in my life over the past three years. Sometimes it’s hard to tell where my emotions are coming from. Am I sad? Am I angry? Have I just changed? I’m still getting to know Natasha whose father died. Natasha who fell in love and got married after four months. Natasha who is now a jewelry designer and no longer a graphic designer. These things have changed me. I’m still trying to understand who I am in the context of these changes.
I wonder sometimes if Trump is maybe some gigantic social experiment. Maybe to test society. To see what it’s really made of. To force a response. I mean, maybe he’s a good thing. In that he’s forcing people to choose sides and show their true colors and be vocal about their beliefs, whether they be in support of him or so vehemently against him. Sometimes it takes extremes circumstances for people to take a public stance. Maybe he’s that guy. Maybe he’s that catalyst that’s so outrageous that people cannot stay quiet. That’s not a bad thing. Activism vs apathy.*
It’d be more useful if people actually organized to communicate to tumblr their displeasure with the lack of replies as opposed to just bitching about it. Could you imagine a bunch of folks picketing tumblr HQ? That’d be wild.
I hadn’t actually emailed support about replies until today. They directed me to this site https://www.tumblr.com/support which brings up a form you can fill out. Have you filled out the form to indicate you want replies back? I just did. I put it under the feature request category
Maybe if they get inundated it will make a difference. Maybe not. But it’s more effective than just complaining, IMO.
Let’s do this, guys!! Especially if you have multiple accounts. It takes 5 seconds. Do it!! 😘
Done!!!!! Take the 2seconds
I did the thing.
^^^^
Do the thing. I did it in 5 seconds but yeah it’s fast
It’s been our first family vacation since daddy died and his absence has been so palpable we can almost touch it.
I think we made a mistake coming here to Disney. Everywhere we look he is there. But not. It has made that gaping hole where he used to be more pronounced.
Almost everyone has been in tears at some point during this trip.
Disney has lost its magic for us. It simply isn’t the same. It feels flat. And sad. We’re trying to have fun and at times we have. But there’s been grief hanging in the air.
I think we came back here to recapture the happiness of vacations past. But I realise now that we can’t go anywhere we used to go with him. We have to make new memories.
It’s been painful not having him here. We miss him terribly. I can’t even describe it. It physically hurts.
We did Magic Kingdom yesterday. Stayed mostly in Fantasyland where there were a lot of nice rides for my niece. It was just her, my brother, Chris and me.
Wedding today. My sis and her hubby are having a church ceremony. I need to get ready. I have to wear heels ugh my feet are so sore from yesterday.
Everything was fine until I got on the plane and then all of a sudden my nose got really congested. And I just sneezed twice. I’m concerned about the air pressure and my sinuses once we take off.
I once flew to Barbados with a sinus infection. Once the plane was in the air it felt as though my right eye was going to pop out of my head, the pressure was so intense. It was very painful. The only thing that gave me any relief was to press my hand against my eye. So I flew that way for the whole hour.
This is a four hour flight. I’m just praying that once we take off I’ll be ok. I just took some meds so hopefully they’ll kick in shortly. I really wanna sleep. I’m so tired.
I decided yesterday that I wanted to watch Felicity. I never watched it when it was on. It’s not on Netflix so I’m streaming it off of some site. So far it’s done a great job of putting me to sleep but that’s not because it sucks, it’s just because I’m on cold meds. I’m experiencing major hair envy by the way. Keri Russel has my dream curls. I’m halfway through the first season. So far so good. It IS mighty white though. I mean it’s New York. One black person. No Asians, no Latinos. TV New York sure is bland.
It appears that there is a universal alert that tells everyone the moment I have nodded off and asserts that this. is the perfect moment at which to contact me via phone call, chat or message and wake me up, after which I cannot fall asleep again. Ever.
I slept pretty horribly last night. I kept waking up at all hours of the night with my heart pounding. Plus sleeping alone really sucks. I didn’t know how to get comfortable.
I’m going I make myself some French toast and coffee and get to the rest of my packing and then head over to my mom’s place this afternoon.
I’m in my last semester of
grad school at NYU. I’m a 25yo black, queer, nonbinary person studying
Education and Advocacy. My work focuses on building programs and
curriculum for queer/youth of color and capacity building for the
providers and educators that work with them.
Currently, I’m
working, taking a full load of classes, and also in an internship at an
organization that provides wraparound services for LGBTQ youth in the
city. I have lots of work, which doesn’t leave me much time to pick up
an extra job. When I complete my coursework on December 23rd, I’ll have a
part-time position, which will cover some of my bills, but the office
will be closed during the holidays. I’m applying for jobs when I can,
and I’ll be able to tutor once school starts up again. Still, it’ll be
difficult money-wise during the holidays – mostly because there are so
many days when businesses are closed.
Unfortunately, I won’t
make enough in the next 6 weeks to afford my January bills, which
include rent, storage, phone, and groceries. I’ll probably have to let
my school bills and credit card wait until I find a steady 2nd source of
income. (Ugh, late fees.) I’ll be hustling as much as I can, but it’ll
be hard to gain momentum until after the New Year.
I’m applying
for jobs in Curriculum and Program Development, and also working on the
development stages of building a consultancy. Parallel to that, I’ll be
working on my writing (I do mostly personal narrative, prose, and
poetry.) Needless to say, I’ll be on my hustle (which is exciting) but I
really need to be able to pay my bills and maintain stability so that
my mental and emotional health doesn’t suffer. I’ll also be trying to
get back into therapy, and keep up with my medication, both of which I
have to pay out of pocket.
I’m happy to answer any questions.
I’m also willing to pay anyone back if they need me to once I get back
on my feet. Please feel free to contact me with any questions or
concerns.
I appreciate any help, support, or love you can send
my way. I’m just trying to get ahead of a rough patch so that I can stay
on track and not lose the ground I’ve worked really hard to gain in the
past year.
Not one of my creations (I wish!) but a beautiful birthday gift from my brother @antonhgill. Giving it a cleaning for an upcoming special occasion. #ring #jewelry #silver #amber #beautiful
It’s a lot easier to deal with people being late when they take the time to bother to contact you. To say something… anything. But an hour and a half and no word? That’s really rude man.
How do you check into a hotel and not know what kind of car you drove to get here? Do you own like a dozen or something and can’t remember which one you brought?
If you’re like me you wouldn’t notice (assuming it’s a rental)
I really need to shut my mind off from business and work. It’s all I’m thinking about right now. I need to start getting my head into vacation mode.
I still haven’t started packing but I’m not stressing about it. I’ll start tonight. I’m more concerned with where my damn glasses are right now.
I can’t believe I’m gonna see my sister and niece this time on Sunday. I have missed my sister so much. I miss my brother too but we’re not nearly as close as my sis and I are. And my darling little niece. Getting bigger by the day. I cannot wait.
I didn’t have time to make anyone any Christmas presents. I’ll mail them up after I come back whenever. It’s been a crazy week. I’m too tired to push it any further. I’m just waiting for this client to show up and I’m gonna guzzle down some NyQuil and pass out. Pack after I wake up.
*shrug* I guess I’m just really not gonna get to relax today. Have to wait for a client to pass by to pick up an order. I guess everybody wants to get their stuff today. I ain’t complaining. More money for me.
I’ve been trying to just stay out of it, but seriously, the whole guns don’t kill people, people kill people argument is just about the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.
Got up at 5:30 after a night of knocked out NyQuil-induced sleep to drop Chris to the airport (he’s going up early and visiting his cousin). Had to deal with that horrible rush hour traffic on the way back home. I got all my orders finished yesterday so I’m taking it easy today… laundry, dye hair, pack, finish Jessica Jones. And probably sleep some more.
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