I get “fake geek girl” BS in job interviews. I have skipped applying for programming jobs because the ads promote the “bro-centric company culture,” where it is common to drink beer and no one complains about your naughty sense of humor. I have applied at companies that won’t interview me for the position that I’m qualified for because the type of programming that I do is more typical for guys and this other type over here that I don’t do is more typical for girls; in order to show how inclusive of women they are, they strongly encourage me to apply for [girl job] despite me being grossly overqualified for [boy job that I can’t be interviewed for]. I have gone to interviews where it is made clear to me that I’m the affirmative action candidate, that they were intrigued by my claim to play video games [which I was tested on], and then had the technical interviewer act astounded because during my whiteboarding exercise, I followed a coding standard that prevents a security breach and no other applicants did— and then not gotten the job. I have had jobs where my opinion was dismissed by my superiors who were less qualified than me, who repeatedly interrupted me during demos to tell me that I’m doing the demo wrong on a product that the interrupter has never used— and then gotten fired for calmly standing up to him.
So let me tell you why there are so few games with strong female protagonists and so few games with characters that women can identify with as idealized heroes: games are made by men for themselves."
PetticoatDespot (Click for full comment on an also great article)
Yeah but WHY aren’t there more women in the tech center? Must be because of their genetically weird lady brains AMIRITE?!
Since December 1st was our original wedding date, and the date we held our blessing ceremony, R and I have the week off work. We can’t really go out of town right now because of his mom’s condition… but we can totally do all the things we enjoy the most.
We saw Frozen at the local Alamo Drafthouse and spent too much money and had a lot of fun. Today we’re staying in and I’m making my Special Roast Beef which requires hours and hours of long and low cooking to get to perfection.
No idea what tomorrow’s Special Thing will be (We do have a coupon for our favorite sushi place though… hmmmm… ). But half the fun will be deciding it.
Dreamy Citrus Fusion
galactic medicine punch
beautiful physic symphony
sparkling strawberry melody. 💕🍭✨
midnight glitter kiss!!!!!
pretty syrup shotgun!
Royal Love Kiss, FUCK YES
dark ruby pulse … … sounds accurate.
I’ve begun silently fighting back against jerks on the subway who sit as spread out as possible. Basically I match your stance.
This guy was sitting on the train with his knees splayed and his hands on the seat to either side of him. So I slowly backed up into the seat next to him forcing him to either move his hand or have me sit on it. Then I spread my knees equally wide and stuck my elbows out just as far.
It’s amazing how uncomfortable this makes men.
Eventually he closed his knees more (so I closed mine.) The ladies across from me noticed this silent warfare and were slightly confused. When he finally got off the train and I sat like a “lady” they realized what I did and grinned at me.
Yep. This is my new thing to do on the subway.
ur a little rebel i like u
You know why most guys sit like that?
It’s a body language signal known as a “crotch display” and it’s used to show dominance/confidence.
This is why guys get uncomfortable when women do this, and also why women are told to sit “like a lady” - basically, without the crotch display. When women do it, they’re telling all the dudes that they’re either stronger or on equal standing with them.
So I say right on, ladies! Go for it.
WE DO NOT SIT WITH OUT LEGS SPREAD BECAUSE WE WANT TO ‘SEXUALLY DOMINATE THE SCENE’ OR WHATEVER BULLCRAP YOU WANT TO COME UP WITH.
WE SIT LIKE THAT BECAUSE WE HAVE TESTICLES IN THE MIDDLE THAT ARE FUCKING SENSITIVE TO HEAT AND PRESSURE, MAKING IT MORE COMFORTABLE TO SPREAD OUR LEGS.
WE CLOSE OURS WHEN YOU ‘IMITATE’ US BECAUSE WE REALISE YOU WANT MORE SPACE AND SO WE BE POLITE AND GIVE IT TO YOU
WE SIT LIKE THIS ANYWHERE
HOW ARE WE OPRESSING YOU WHEN WE SIT LIKE THIS ON OUR OWN, IN PRIVATE?
NOT EVERYTHING IS THE GODDAMN PATRIARCHY
jesus christ sit down and learn something without complaining about your balls for two seconds
men are socially trained take up more space than women. this isn’t a fucking myth, okay? this isn’t girls whining because we have no leg room on the metro (though that accounts for something as well), this is because men are taught that they’re worth more, their voices, their opinions, their bodies, and women are conditioned to limit themselves: emotionally, verbally, mentally, physically. women are told to cross their legs and yet when a guy takes up space. whether people like it or not this social phenomenon is related to gender conditioning and now some dude thinks he can apparently shut down an entire gender-sensitive argument (while denying it is such) with “but my balls are hot”
look not to speak for them — i hope someone speaks up to give their thoughts — but i need to mention i hear reports of trans*men saying that during their transitions this is something they are taught to do: “dominate,” assert themselves, take up physical space without apologizing for it (i’m sorry if my wording isn’t the best) as part of their transitions to “pass” as men! because even subconsciously it’s something we acknowledge men do in this universe but are reluctant to allow women to do whether you accept it or not so fucking tell me people are just making this shit up one more time i stg
when you’re on public transportation, you’re not in private. air your balls out on your couch, not the train. mentioning your balls, they are not that big honey, they don’t need all that space
don’t lie to jesus and don’t lie to yourself
that last comment tho
The “but my balls get hot” argument is ridic. Metro seats arn’t the only places men carelessly spread out. Ever tried sharing a bed with a dude? Bed-hog-asaurus rex.
♥ DEAD MEN DON’T CATCALL ♥
Nor do genuinely decent men, or classy men, or men with wives/girlfriends, or in fact MOST living breathing men. The few that do? Find where their mother, sister, girlfriend and/or wives live and rebuke them over teaching their barbarian some manners. End of story
♥ DEAD MEN DON’T ADD BORING, UNNECESSARY “BUT WAH WAH WAH NOT ALL MEN” COMMENTARY TO PEOPLE’S ARTWORK ♥
if a man is a disgusting pig, find the women in his life and yell at THEM ABOUT IT!!! ha ha ha what horseshit I fucking hate men
It is not the job of women to “domesticate” men. Men know how to act decent, on the whole. They afford that courtesy to other men all the time. They choose to treat women in barbaric ways.
I’m so tired.
This coming weekend is a year in the making — we’re having a blessing for our wedding (sort of a vow renewal), in order to A) go through a fully Jewish ceremony instead the interfaith one we did back in July (That includes getting our ketubah signed)*, B) so the people who couldn’t be there in July could attend and be part of our wedding, and C) because we’d already paid the rabbi and reserved the space for it and it seemed like a terrific waste to let that go (Plus, the rabbi encouraged us to go through with it and said it was important to give our families something to look forward to).
There’s been a lot of last minute pulling-together-of-things and tomorrow marks The Beginning of A Very Busy Weekend (R works 3:45 PM on Thanksgiving - 4 AM on Black Friday… but then he gets a week off!). We celebrate Thanksgiving/Chanukkah with R’s sisters with a lunch. Then I drop him off at work. Then I pick him up at goddawful in the morning on Black Friday and my extended family rolls into town a few hours later. (This will be R’s first time meeting my extended family.)
We spend Friday and Saturday doing last minute things (and hopefully seeing Frozen at the local Alamo Drafthouse). And then Sunday… we get married again. Wheee. (And then we are taking a week off because R’s general manager is amazing and granted him the leave months ago)
*QUICK RECAP FOR THOSE WHO MISSED IT. R’s mom is terminally ill. When we found out HOW terminally ill and how fast she was progressing we moved our wedding date and got a wedding together on the NIH campus on three days notice. The minister who did it was lovely, but, as she wasn’t Jewish she did an Interfaith ceremony with Jewish elements. We’re so glad we did it. R’s mom was still walking and could sort of talk then and knew what was happening and everyone’s been super understanding about WHY we did it.
Anyone saying ish about how Black people in particular (but PoC in general too) can’t rock blonde hair? Need to know how I can’t imagine Niki Minja without pink hair. That’s her natural hair colour in my mind. And they need to suck old eggs.
This is one of the sweetest messages I’ve ever seen.
*Whispers* Niki Minaj as Utena.
(Source: , via thebigblackwerewolfe)
Also this bird is driving me god damn BATSHIT today. He was raised getting fruit zupreem as his diet which is what his breeder fed him and all he would originally take from us (he was scared of everything else, legit scared, even of the mash recipe she was supposedly feeding him,) but dyed food…
Have you tried Harrisons or Tropican? (I’m not 100% sure which breed your bird is) I’ve managed to switch over Yuko my love bird from Zuupreem rainbow butt loops to Harrison’s and my former Lineolated Parakeet who was six…over to Tropican and then Harrisons after getting him…
To get Yuko to eat it I crunched it up with a hammer because he refused to crunch it himself..mixed it in with his seed (or former food) and once I saw him eat at least some of it, only gave him the pellets.
Yuko is absolutely terrified of most things as well..Like…will not eat fresh fruits or veggies…I add powered dry veggies to his food now »
I haven’t. I’m not terribly interested in switching brands, just getting him off dyed zupreem.. zupreem is available locally and nearby. Most anything else, I’d probably have to order online, or make a long trip for. That’s a bit expensive for us right now and I wouldn’t be able to do it for a year or so.
Pixel is a green cheek conure! I can usually get him to eat anything as long as I eat it in front of him first. This is, of course, the ONE THING he would be stubborn about. Maybe I should have eaten it and made him beg for it before ever putting it in his food bowl, but there’s no going back in time.
He’s a.. really frustrating bird. My first one. I was very prepared, and thought I had a well socialized, fearless bird who at least knew step up coming to me from a highly recommended breeder, aaaand I got Pixel. The randomly aggressive, uncuddly, will-rip-your-ears-split-and-fingers-open-without-provocation, terrified of millet spray but not of cats terror bird. I have been unable to train him because there is no reward he even wants (absolutely NOTHING, no praise, no food, no toys) and all the help I’ve reached out for with this bird to more experienced keepers or bird behavior professionals has completely failed me because after running down everything it’s always “Well, I don’t know! It sounds like you are doing things right, but you are obviously not! You must be doing something! Stop whatever it is you’re doing!” and it’s like wh-what. I take excellent care of him and have tried everything.
This is just another trial on a long list of woes…
How old is Pixel? I dunno when conures go through puberty, but, bird-puberty is rough. Cuddly-sweet docile babies transform almost overnight into hormone fueled assholes. It eventually dies down as they start to get it out of their system*.
And like. Part of it is personality, and part of it is bonding? Vesper took 6+ months to bond with because he just likes bird-company better than people company, and he had a bird-friend when we first got him (Coco, my childhood bird who has now passed on). Vesper didn’t get cuddly until Coco died and then he became MEGA clingy and changed his mimicing patterns until I got another bird.
Ozzy’s socialization… he came pretty much unsocialized. Like not, terrified of people but not trained to step up or to cuddle or anything. My parents had him in quarantine at their house for a couple of months before he got to move in and meet Vesper. Meeting Vesper who is VERY socialized was transformative. Ozzy went from a bird who would barely step on a finger to a bird begging for head-scritchies in a matter of moments.
Ozzy’s still not particularly bonded to any one person, and he occasionally gets into prissy moods where he’ll just make this prissy little “uhg” sound and refuse to co-operate.
You sound like a really responsible reptile owner, and someone who does their research, so I’m guessing you’re doing the “right” stuff. But like, in my three-cockatiel experience I gotta say that there’s no one way to socialization with parrots. They’re all individuals and you gotta make friends with them like you would a person, and there’s gonna be varying levels of personality traits, emotional traits, and they’ve gotta get to know you. And sometimes that takes time. A lot of time. Months of time.
(Also occasionally you’ll find a bird who suffers a case of middle-child-itus and thrives off of negative attention as much as positive and doesn’t particularly care which they get as long as they’re getting attention. I’ve never had a full blown case of that, so I’m not sure how to deal with it. But like, it does happen.)
*And at the risk of TMI-ing, sometimes it dies down when they start masturbating. Evidently letting birds masturbate is a controversial subject as some vets have claimed it can lead to cloaca infections. BUT I HAVE NO IDEA HOW YOU’D STOP A BIRD FROM MASTURBATING unless you want to hover over them 24/7 with a spray bottle. I let my boys (well, really, boy. Ozzy is… lacking in common-bird-sense and can’t figure out how masturbating works. We’ve seen him try, but he just can’t get the mechanics of it down) occasionally uh, bird-fap-one-out (there’s this one spot on this one perch that Vesper loves).
ive been learning a lot abt dinos lately so i wanted to draw a dino-inspired thing (not a real dino bc i didnt base it off of any species or try to be anatomically correct haha..) and i ended up having a lotta fun with color
top one is based off of an amethyst starling, bottom is pastel because I Love Pastels
Also this bird is driving me god damn BATSHIT today. He was raised getting fruit zupreem as his diet which is what his breeder fed him and all he would originally take from us (he was scared of everything else, legit scared, even of the mash recipe she was supposedly feeding him,) but dyed food gave him staintastic shits and everyone is like AAAAH DYED BAD so we’re finally putting him on the natural zupreem. Or, uh. Trying.
He’s eaten his mash breakfast. He just doesn’t have his colorful food. So he is doing his I AM HUNGRY scream and begging for my attention with full blast flock calls 6 inches from my head and going so far as to throw all the pellets of the new shit at the back of my head one by one trying to get me to turn around. I’ve even gone so far as to sit down and eat some of it in front of him. I could get this fucking bird to eat PAPER if he saw me eating it. He wants whatever I have. Except this fucking food. I have not seen him try a bite. It only goes in his mouth to get thrown out of the cage/at me. I keep waiting until he falls asleep to pick up all the food, I don’t want him to make a game out of it but we have this indian meal moth problem right now and *GRINDS TEETH LOUDLY*
at least getting a reptile to switch on to a diet will forever look like a fucking cake walk in comparison to this. bird I love you pls stop mommy has a migraine now
I’ve tried the switch from dyed to natural and failed. Like, they’d eat it. But only enough to stay alive, and then scream about how hungry they were. I’m a weak person and gave in.
They’re really weird-obsessive about the colored food too. Like they’ll eat all one color before the others and always leave the red for last. And I am like. Birds. It is all the fucking same. At least when I sort my skittles they taste different.
The only successful diet switch with birds I’ve ever had is with Ozzy (my babu.. though… uh. He’s almost 4 now). When he first met Vesper he only wanted seeds. But the moment he saw Vesper (My 13 year old tiel) tucking into a bowl of pellets he was all over it.
I figure that dyed food while not The Best has gotta be better than the hunger strikes they go on if I feed them natural stuff. :\ The weirdest thing is with their obsessive eat-one-color-at-a-time strategy they always go for the light-brown pellets first and I am like. :I :I :I Because it looks just like the natural stuff they throw a temper tantrum over.
God help me if their pellets ever get discontinued.