Yup. 

I am not fat.

Yes. I should go to the gym a little more regularly. Yes, I should eat fewer tacos when I’m drunk. I am probably about 5-10 pounds beyond my ideal weight, but I am not fat.

When I go to a store, and the item that fits me best is an XL, I don’t really mind— I am pretty secure about my appearance, I don’t really care what the tag says, and I cut out the labels of almost everything I buy anyway. But it offends me on a deep, visceral level that someone of my size and proportions would be labeled “extra large,” simply because I look around me every single day and am fairly certain I am solidly in the middle of the weight/size spectrum of women. 

If I’m an extra large, what about my bigger friends? I’m not talking about medically obese people, either… just people a few pounds heavier than me, just beyond “XL.” What are they supposed to feel when they’re shopping for clothes? I know what I would feel if I were in their shoes. I would feel like my weight made me a reject. An alien. Something unacceptable and clearly disgusting, since “XL” won’t even fit. 

And since I know my friends are gorgeous, sexy, and desirable… that’s really not cool.

God, our society is crap. These expectations are bullshit, and the insecurities that seep under people’s skins from subtle messages like this one, air brushed magazine photos, and so forth make me feel ill.

And people ask why I don’t enjoy shopping.

Ugh.

E

intopetrifiedwood:

skolita:

WHO IS THIS BITCH AND WHY ISN’T SHE ME?

basically, yes. hmmmmmph.

So much love.

quickienewyork:

“Someone pour me a drink. And kiss me.”

Rhyming Jenny was in good form and she got an answer quicker than I could snap my fingers. I didn’t see who kissed her, but two seconds later I got one as well. I closed my eyes and wondered how close it was to two am. How close was it until clothes came…

neil-gaiman:

Well, I know that I’d watch it…

ezliconfuzzed:

Please, PLEASE someone make this movie. You can have all my monies.

I… I…. ::nerd-splosion::

wilwheaton:

sparksmcgeeadventures:

stickyfingersmcgee:

I’ve had Starks McGee in my head for a while now, but this is how I pictured it.

so basically, reblog aaalllll the puns?? hahaha

sesamestreet:

May the Fourth be with you. Always.

(But just in case, take an umbrella.)

animalstalkinginallcaps:

YOU HAVEN’T COME OUT OF THERE IN ALMOST TWO DAYS. YOU SMELL FUNNY. YOUR EYES  ARE AS RED AS MY EX’S PENIS. YOUR CRYING KEEPS THE NEIGHBORS AWAKE, AND THERE ARE ENOUGH KLEENEX ON THE FLOOR TO REVERSE ENGINEER A TREE, NOT TO MENTION YOU NEED TO GO TO WORK IF YOU WANT TO CONTINUE TO BE ABLE TO AFFORD HBO.

LOOK, I LIKED RENLY TOO, OKAY? HE WOULD HAVE MADE A PRETTY GOOD KING, BUT YOU’VE GOT TO MOVE ON. THIS ISN’T HEALTHY.