Krystal. 23. Northeast NJ. Female. Lover of all sorts of media (books, movies, television, music, online video, etc.). I post whatever the heck I feel like, and if you've got a problem with that, feel free to leave. No hard feelings, yo.

I try to always tag fandom stuff as specifically as I can so that if you've got a filter, you can see only the stuff you want on your dash.

I'd also like to make y'all aware of two particular tags that you may or may not want to blacklist: "this is a stereotypical blog post," which is for text posts about my life; and "krystaaaal's bleh," which I use to post my low feelings.

What if
all women were bigger and stronger than you
and thought they were smarter

What if
women were the ones who started wars

What if
too many of your friends had been raped by women wielding giant dildos
and no K-Y Jelly

What if
the state trooper
who pulled you over on the New Jersey Turnpike
was a woman
and carried a gun

What if
the ability to menstruate
was the prerequisite for most high-paying jobs

What if
your attractiveness to women depended
on the size of your penis

What if
every time women saw you
they’d hoot and make jerking motions with their hands

What if
women were always making jokes
about how ugly penises are
and how bad sperm tastes

What if
you had to explain what’s wrong with your car
to big sweaty women with greasy hands
who stared at your crotch
in a garage where you are surrounded
by posters of naked men with hard-ons

What if
men’s magazines featured cover photos
of 14-year-old boys
with socks
tucked into the front of their jeans
and articles like:
“How to tell if your wife is unfaithful”
“What your doctor won’t tell you about your prostate”
“The truth about impotence”

What if
the doctor who examined your prostate
was a woman
and called you “Honey”

What if
you had to inhale your boss’s stale cigar breath
as she insisted that sleeping with her
was part of the job

What if
you couldn’t get away because
the company dress code required
you wear shoes
designed to keep you from running

And what if
after all that
women still wanted you
to love them.

For the Men Who Still Don’t Get It, written 20 years ago by Carol Diehl. 

She wrote a post about the history of this poem that is worth reading.

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Whyyyyyy is it always so cold in my room? Gonna go make some toast as a way to get warm.




All these mermaid posts are fantastic and all, but you know what other half human creature I’d like to see?


Chubby pony centaurs.

Big buff Clydesdale centaurs.

Graceful deer bodied centaurs.

African centaurs with zebra or antelope bodies.

Native American centaurs with Appaloosa and pinto horse bodies.







I did the thing.
Gonna do a full-size upload later


French: This chair is feminine! "La Chaise!"
Italian: This chair is feminine! "La sedia!"
German: This chair is masculine! "Der Stuhl!"
English: This chair is a fucking object, I don't see a skirt or a pair of trousers anywhere on its cold hard surface, you people are fucking insane.
Japanese: If you don't pronounce chair exactly right, you'll end up saying testicles instead.

Changed my icon! Realized I’d had the old one since just after my haircut in December. Thought it was time for a change.

Also changed the picture in my blog sidebar (not that any of you look there probably). That picture had been the same for a longer period of time, but I didn’t have one I felt was a good enough replacement until recently.

I also removed the Pinkie Pie widget-y thing from my blog. It’s time to let her go. She made my blog load so much slower, even on my end.

Thinking of changing my theme, but I really like the one I have. Theme searching/changing is such a pain in the ass for me, because a lot of things people like to put in themes (grid layouts for instance) are things I really do not like in a theme. So we’ll see if that happens.

The Game Cube can be hit with a sledgehammer and work just fine. The Nintendo DS was specifically designed to be able to survive a 1.5 meter (five foot) drop onto solid concrete without breaking, and one of the company’s bigwigs wouldn’t let it go past the design phase until the design team could guarantee it could survive the drop at least 10 times. In fact, Nintendo products have such a reputation for being impossible to break through normal means that they spawned the term “Nintendium”—an all-purpose phrase given to pieces of technology that survive extreme punishment. For example, take the Gulf War Game Boy, an original Game Boy console that survived having a freaking bomb dropped on it.

Nintendo never advertises their products as being durable, they don’t brag about their Game Boys being bomb-proof or their consoles being tough enough to survive being hit by a car. They just expect their customers to be human and include features to prepare for that humanity. While other companies decide that they’re nice by including a cover to protect the screen of the $600 phone you just bought in case you drop it, Nintendo just builds a device that can survive being dropped in the first place and doesn’t make a big deal about it. Because that’s how a real company does business.

10 Toys That Are Replacing Cutting-Edge Technology (via strandedonthemainland)

I dropped my 3DS down a flight of concrete stairs and it just got a little scratched on the corners.

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