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FEMINISTS HAVE FAILED. This displeases young patriarch Matthew Hurtt. He would like us to buck up and quit freaking out Elizabeth Cady Stanton’s corpse by getting on board and: Fighting to end ladies’ nights at bars. Convincing insurance companies to charge higher rates for women. Ensuring a man’s right to choose. Then and only then will Matthew Hurtt deign the feminist movement worthy of anything above his extremely valuable middle-class honky male disdain. ‘K. I’ll…

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Phone rings. Me: Hello? Phil: Hey. What are you doing? Me: Photoshoppin’ stuff. Phil: I tried to call you earlier but didn’t get through. Me: Oh, my music’s up. Probably didn’t hear it. Phil: I have a funny story for you. I think I was abducted last night. Me: Oh, god. Phil: I woke up this morning and— Me: Your butt was bleeding? Phil: Ha, no. I went to bed last night and when I…

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I heart Photoshop. It gives me hours upon hours of pointless fun. I particularly love the clone stamp tool and the dodge and burn tools. Without you, this Sunday night would be chock full of, well, nothing. With you, this Sunday night is chock full of fun nothingness. I’ll take it.

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I don’t know why no one ever told me — or I never figured it out for myself before this year — that you could go to the IRS’s website and be directed to lots of sites where you can prepare and submit your tax return for free as long as you meet some criteria, namely based on age and income. You can even do it for free through H&R Block, which — even though…

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Cox and his mom cruised into town this afternoon on ther way to Portland, yes, that Portland, all the effing way across the continent. Brandon and I met them at Tops on Union and we shoveled greasy lumps of pig fat into our pig-fat holes and quizzed the travelers about their route and Cox’s eventual permanent destination. It’s a big move to make, and one that would scare me out of my mind. But if…

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Those bastards made me switch. This is kind of a test post to see what exactly will look and act different. My coerced move also means that if you want to post to Nocturnal Admissions, you have to have upgraded to the New Blogger. Which sucks, but I have absolutely no control over that crapola. I’m going to try this out for a little while and see if it gives me any trouble. If not,…

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The mass Blogger exodus of the past month or so has been kind of amusing to watch, and I can’t help but hope that Blogger takes notice (even if I’m sure it’s impossible to track the real bloggers leaving vs. the spambot blogs swelling the ranks). I had more or less decided not to switch platforms, since Blogger is the only free platform that I know of that will let me have my way with…

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Ralph Loos, apparently just a simple hetero caveman blogger for The Tennessean, lowered himself into the seedy underbelly of a Local Lesbian BarTM for purposes of “research” Saturday night: Perhaps I could learn something about social interaction by observing sytems other than my own. We heterosexuals think we have the best “hunt and gather” method on the planet. But what if we don’t? These are things I needed to know. Apparently Ralph thinks that these…

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