Spent yesterday writing to the sounds of The Suburbs by Arcade Fire. This is We Used to Wait.
So now you’ve got the best of me, come on and take the rest of me…
Very astute.
(Source: mariannapaige, via mydesire-deactivated20130521)
So I got a message on OkCupid that was from someone who clearly hadn’t read my profile. I called him on the fact that he hadn’t read my profile and he gave some spiel about how he maintains a blank profile, and so, if he doesn’t have a profile he shouldn’t be required to read other people’s profile.
Partly in an attempt to provoke and partly just to help, I suggested to him that as a woman, I found it very unattractive that he wouldn’t take the time to read my profile, and that he might have more success if he did.
He repeated himself, saying “Point taken. But as I do not have one I think it’s unfair. Bye.”
To which I, perhaps unwisely responded, with “If you’re on here, you should have one.”
Above is the rather epic reply I got. And my, possibly even less wise, retort. But that’s my freedom - to tell the twats they’re twats.
Enjoy. Rant. Rave. I fucking hate this kind of idiocy.
It took a while, but Feral has grown on me.
This pretty accurately sums up my disposition today.
Today’s highly unusual ear worm.
Lady Gaga, eat your heart out.
