As an English major, I can honestly say that I give far too many fucks about grammar. The fastest way to screw up my day is to suddenly confront me with a misused "your," a misplaced apostrophe or, god forbid, a fucking comma splice. As that last sentence demonstrates, however, I do not give a single… Continue reading Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma?
Remember that time I read 50 Shades of Grey because I am a masochist? (Kinky!) And then complained about it for an entire post? Okay, here's the thing. Despite the utter terribleness of this book, it does, actually, have some redeeming qualities. Ana is likable, though not for the reasons James thinks; it taps into… Continue reading How 50 Shades of Grey Could Be Fixed
Quite a while back, I wrote a post called In Defense of Fan Fiction, where I basically just got upset at authors who don't think people should write fan fiction of their work. I stand by that post 100%; this one is not in opposition to it, but rather in conjunction. Because lately, I've seen… Continue reading It’s Okay to Not Like Fan Fiction
And now for something completely different. I would have written a real post for today, except that the one I wrote last week had to be posted on Friday, and then yesterday what should have been a 3.5 hour drive turned into a 9.5 hour drive because I-90 decided to just be the absolute worst… Continue reading Dishwashers 101
I have this friend, Mel, who is one of the most absurdly talented people I know. Her talents extend in many directions, but one of the most impressive branches of her creativity is her costuming. Seriously, the girl is like a cosplay ninja--she does things with wearable electronics that border on witchcraft. Here is a… Continue reading Sexy Costumes in the Real World