notesofyouth asked: Congratulations!! So happy for you. You've been such an inspiration to me and countless others, can't wait to get my hands on that book.
I’m holding you all to this, you know. But seriously, thank you. Notes like this make the gut-spilling a little less painful.
7:01 pm • 13 November 2013 • 11 notes
waterandparchedearth asked: Congrats! You really deserve this, and the second it's available I'm rushing out to buy it. Or pre-ordering. Maybe both :) In all seriousness though, you have incredible talent and a village (or seven) behind you, whatever you do with it.
7:00 pm • 13 November 2013 • 10 notes
mylittlepig asked: I can't even begin to explain what your this blog is for me. It doesn't matter if I've gone two days or two months without reading it, every time I come back, this warmth and joy surges in me. There's a truth in your words that is both refreshing and comforting, and I always find just what I need. I know you get it often, but I figure it doesn't hurt to hear it again: I love this blog, I love what you do, and I love YOU! P.S. I'm so happy to see you so happy again! Makes my heart swell. :)
Oh my goodness, I’m bright red. Thank you! This is beyond sweet and lovely.
6:58 pm • 13 November 2013 • 9 notes
Tumblr Meet Up
Hi. A lot of you live in New York and it would be so neat to meet some of you. So, let’s.
Day: Saturday, Nov 16. (That’s THIS Saturday!!!)
Time: 3:30 pm sharp. And actually 3:30. Because we’re strangers and if you try to show up fashionably late, like everyone else, then I’ll have sat at the bar alone for 42 minutes managing to drink three whiskey gingers and getting accidentally drunk, bored, and in desperate need of fried chicken.
Where: B Bar, dress warm, I guess? I don’t know.
What you need to do when you show up: Walk right up to me, say your URL, describe your avatar, and remember that it’s going to be awkward before it’s any fun. But that’s life.
See you then? Yes? Good.
Remember, if you’re like, “why would I go meet this stranger?” it’s actually because you have the potential to meet several strangers who share your interests in feminism, pop music, modern dating, and those several strangers probably know several other employers who would hire you, bartenders who would supply you, and boys who would date you. You get all that and a gin n’ tonic for $7. Not bad.
Also, if we’re like, IRL friends, you should probably come too.
6:54 pm • 13 November 2013 • 107 notes
Guess where I’m going to be this weekend?
NEW YORK CITY.
2:35 pm • 13 November 2013 • 14 notes
Anonymous asked: How do you respond to people who talk down to your music choices? I love Katy Perry and Gaga and all those people, but I have people who judge me. I HATE it.
There was a time when I felt bad about myself for loving Jessica Simpson, leg-warmers, and chicken nuggets. There was a time when I wouldn’t wear fake glasses because someone else said it was lame. There was a time when my next tattoo wouldn’t be Al’s paw print because showing that much affection toward a cat is for “crazy people,” but there was also a time when I just stopped giving so much of a shit because who cares. I wear leggings as pants. I know every lyric on Celine Dion’s 1996 Falling Into You album. And her 2007 Taking Chances album. I always wear my helmet when I ride my bike. I also wear all the spandex. I went to Redbox just to rent The Croods. I fucking love cats and I always correct people when they use the word ‘pussy’ to imply something is weak. I love romantic comedies. I can quote all of Simply Irresistible. I fucking loved Avatar. And I started listening to the Michael Buble Christmas album on November 2nd. It still hurts my feelings when people make fun of me for the things I love, but what’s cool about being casually mean to someone just because they like something different than you?
At some point around 25 (I wish it had been earlier) I just stopped caring. I just don’t give a shit if you know I listened to Katy Perry’s “By The Grace of God” 43 times today - it made me feel better. I’m wearing these fake glasses because they make me feel pretty. And I’m getting Al’s paw print tattooed on my arm because he showed me a whole new kind of love that warms my heart every time I think of him. And if inspiration, confidence, and joy are things someone else wants to make fun of me for, then I can only imagine that their casual cruelty stems from the fact that they aren’t secure enough to admit how lame and silly some of their favorite things are. They’re busy pretending they know a good wine and scoffing to themselves on the side of the room when Call Me Maybe comes on.
So how do I respond to people who talk down to me about the things I love? I respond with nothing but kindness, because as terrible as pop music can be, it’ll never be as terrible as a hater’s entitled position of self-congratulatory pop culture condescension.
Love the things you love with total conviction. It’s so much cooler than hating the things that other people love.
9:45 pm • 12 November 2013 • 123 notes
tigertwo1515 asked: I would like a woman's opinion on something and honestly feel that you are the perfect person to ask this question to. I plan on remaking a dating profile again and although different women want different things I am just curious as to what on a man's profile has personally always caught your eye the most in a positive way? Honesty with a hint of mystery is what my plan is going to be. I refuse to show my full hand but maybe a card or two. Thoughts?
What’s caught my eye? Relaxed honesty with a touch of self-deprecation and some earnestly delivered puns.
The best profiles are the ones that aren’t trying to project anything but themselves. That’s the only way you’re gonna find someone who actually appreciates you anyway.
8:07 pm • 12 November 2013 • 12 notes
What Would I Say? is a hysterial app that puts together your statuses to make new ones.
Apparently I talk like a fortune cookie… and also, about Neil Gaiman and cats.
Sounds about right.
6:45 pm • 12 November 2013 • 1,755 notes
BRB, pretending my bike is a horse and my cell phone is a pistol.
6:06 pm • 11 November 2013 • 75 notes
Anonymous asked: I date online. I've been talking to this guy for two months and he always asks me to hookup with him and I always say 'No'. He's only asked me out on a date once. Today he asked me for advice on how to ask another girl out. I don't know whether I should be offended or not. I think he's given up on hooking up with me and I'm kind of honored now that he just wants to be friends. My friends say that he is an asshole for doing such a thing. So my question is should I be insulted?
I wouldn’t be insulted, but I also wouldn’t entertain a person who only wanted to use me for sex, for entertainment, and for advice.
That’s not friendship. That’s bullshit.
7:40 pm • 7 November 2013 • 21 notes