tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72078416192354193612012-02-16T12:28:55.855-06:00Fuck negativity and irony!queen emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06039121133703594308noreply@blogger.comBlogger101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207841619235419361.post-26248437864262321692009-05-23T16:04:00.003-05:002009-05-23T16:13:57.171-05:00

I don't watch the news. It sounds strange to some but I actively avoid it. It's either biased sensationalist rubbish or paralyzingly, depressively real.Until I discovered this.Now whenever I see any of the news and it makes me angry or sad I just imagine that it's being autotuned and all is right with the world.

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I really do.It's is amazing. Plus the clip is wonderfully colourful and strange.

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I love this hamster.

queen emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06039121133703594308noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207841619235419361.post-84160380774327597702008-11-05T21:08:00.001-06:002008-11-05T21:11:29.287-06:00

I sincerely love hope. Well done, America.

queen emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06039121133703594308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207841619235419361.post-68908080415396292082008-08-06T08:41:00.003-05:002008-08-06T08:53:40.521-05:00

I really do. Sometimes I forget how much and then I'll have a long tiring day and hop in the shower. Oh the ecstasy! Sore back? Stuffed up nose? Gone. I particularly enjoy opening my mouth up and letting the water pour in and out again. It can be, dare I say it, a little bit orgasmic. Perhaps I should follow up an especially good hot shower with a cold one.I wish there was a way of

Replenishednoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207841619235419361.post-74886093877985727282008-08-05T10:00:00.005-05:002008-08-05T10:34:50.656-05:00

I love playing dress ups. It's so much fun. If there is a costume party, I want to be involved. My cousin Fiona and I try to make EVERY party a costume party. It's fun! It's silly! And it's a carnivalesque break from the everyday, from the mundane, from being staid and confined. I've worn some elaborate outfits recently - medieval queen outfit, kink Gothic Lolita wedding dress for a photo

queen emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06039121133703594308noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207841619235419361.post-59844106338288261022008-08-02T15:17:00.001-05:002008-08-02T15:22:18.853-05:00

Is there anything more wonderful than a sleeping kitten? More wonderful than waking up from a nap to find a soft, warm, fuzzy and purry ball of love stretched out next to you? No, I think not. I love the smell of a kitten, it smells warm and happy. I love rubbing my nose into a kitten's belly -- Fuzz Therapy. Can you be sad when you've got a warm kitty bed companion? I think not.

Zanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01086497481509929875noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207841619235419361.post-40973215588181722942008-07-31T23:21:00.000-05:002008-08-01T00:03:11.442-05:00

I love pie.I made the most amazing blueberry pie yesterday (not as pretty as the one in the picture here). Of course, pie is almost always tasty, but it's extra nice when you make it yourself, and especially when you're using fresh blueberries.Check out the recipe I used from the Joy of Baking website. Some really good tips include letting the pie rest for several hours after it comes out of the

br0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13656973437006727342noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207841619235419361.post-64534327457600914222008-07-31T22:54:00.000-05:002008-07-31T23:16:30.303-05:00

"dude are you being sarcastic?""I don't even know anymore"Irony is over. Like, sooo over.Irony has become so ingrained in our culture that to honestly like something, to really really love something, is a rare thing. Blank irony--you know, that thing where you're not actually making fun of anything concrete (see, that would be SATIRE)--is the default mode of the times. Gen X-into-Gen Y churned

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