Author John Scalzi was on a roll this morning (currently 7:14 AM, 26 Sept. 2014) with a tweet he found from some guy sending out an “ultimatum” to women to “make a choice” between feminism and, well, men like him. So Scalzi launched into a truly magnificent set of scorchers, which I’m posting here for the delectation of people everywhere.
Also: I would like to thank that guy for setting the ultimatum. It makes finding a boyfriend so much easier when the undesirable ones wear a placard identifying themselves.
The next person who makes a joke about my pole dancing and calls me a stripper, I’m going to show them this photo and say, “You may or may not take me seriously, but just know that I can probably crush your tiny little skull with my thigh muscles.”
There’s nothing I don’t love about this.
i’ve been v bad at eating lately
like today i thought i had an easy run but my coach sprung a workout on me when i thought i had an easy run (to be fair i was supposed to do it monday and i didn’t because i was up ‘til 5 a.m. the night before doing homework) the world got really spinny and i had to sit out a rep and take bite of something sugary and i feel like my coach hates me
like i barely belong there as is and now that we’re a big 10 school i need to step my game up and i just suck
half the time i feel like i don’t even deserve to be here and it makes me feel more defeated than determined