I promised myself that for every stupid thing I did, I'd make myself think about one smart thing in exchange, which is what brought me to this. I know some people don't like reading stuff on feminism (but if it helps any, I promise you'll still want to shave your legs after reading this), so it's behind a cut.

( On women, and the curvatures thereof. Alternate title: I'M NOT AT SDCC SO FRIGGIN' SUCK ON IT, F-LIST )

On an entirely unrelated front, not only do we have roaches in our garage, but we have roaches that seem to enjoy congregating around my father's motorcycle. We have biker roaches. I'm afraid to set out traps, as that might encourage them to attack me with a chain or a switchblade.

Also, I wish the Universe Hounds were out already. All the stores near me have are Prowls, Sunstreakers, and, oddly enough, one Tankor per store. I have a spot cleared off for him on the shelf and everything.