To everyone else:

This blog has been reduced to primarily photo posts rather than being fully deleted. Message me if you want to follow my new blog. <3

I’m still working on following my mutuals from this blog, and some people can’t find me or message me for some reason, but I’ll probably sort that out tonight.

To my stalker:

I blocked you on tumblr, I changed my URL, I restricted you on facebook. TC and I really enjoy P’s company and didn’t want to lose him because you and I don’t agree on social issues, so I tried to put a buffer between us.

I ignored your “should I be friends with this person” tumblr post, in which you (incorrectly) assumed to know my position on feminism without ever actually talking to me about it, while making a handful of other unfounded accusations.

I ignored your “I need a break before I lay a truth bomb on someone” facebook post, in which you insinuated that either your opinions are “truth” or the truth is that you don’t agree with me? (FYI, it isn’t a “truth bomb” when I already know you don’t agree and don’t care. You and I have different experiences we use to draw conclusions, neither of which are without merit, so I don’t automatically assume you should share my beliefs.)

I've ignored the snide comments about my comic knowledge on tumblr and in person (not to mention the ones that made their way back to me through other avenues), although with those comments I got the impression you already considered me less than a friend.

I understood taking time to cool off, but rolling your eyes at me in a company breakroom actually isn’t being civil, especially when other coworkers noticed and questioned me about it. After 3 weeks of the silent treatment, I was done, and I made a post in which I expressed my frustrations on my personal blog (as one is wont to do). [When you did the same thing on facebook, I gave you space and time to vent your frustrations, a courtesy I apparently don’t deserve.]

You, on the other hand, found my tumblr after a URL change and continued to stalk me even as I posted about my “non-follower IRL stalker,” which I’m sure you knew was also about you. You could have ignored my post (like I did all of yours), but you were looking for a reason to hate me, and you finally found one.

I was truly hoping you weren't still reading my blog, and you were not a follower, so my frustrated post was not some sort of passive-aggressive attack on you so much as a way to vent. This post is passive (not an attack on you); making a new blog to escape you instead of confronting you is passive; continuing to give you space rather than confront your husband about you is passive. Getting mad at me but telling TC you needed a break from me, ignoring me for weeks while being uncivil enough to draw attention to it at work, stalking my blog and unfriending me because of a personal post, then telling TC that you want nothing to do with me... That is passive-aggressive. Talk to me directly or shut up about it, I don’t care anymore. Stop trying to tell TC what I did, as if he hadn’t seen and liked the post… on my blog… that he follows.

As for “telling my crazy tumblr friends that this is why you have no friends” - I was told that you have a tendency to hold grudges and push people away like this instead of talking to them, and that you lose friends because of it (not by TC, actually). Considering the circumstances, was that incorrect?

I have a few hundred followers on this blog, so my reblogs and posts were never directed at you unless specified, which is something you never seemed to understand. I didn’t reblog feminist posts as some passive-aggressive way to annoy you, that was a central theme of my blog long before you followed me. I'm not sure what I did to make you think my blog was about you, but it never was. Not to mention, I respected your decision to be anti-feminist even if you didn’t respect my decision to be feminist.

That’s the problem; you assume I feel the same way about you that you do about me.

GPOY: batman boxers blogging outfit edition (2.0?)

GPOY: Unathletic (shirt) edition.

I love these girls.

It’s just me, the munchkin, and her godsister this afternoon.

They are currently munching on green apples slices with peanut butter and croissant pizza. Om noms.

GPOY: after class edition

I got to hold this sleeping cutie for almost 2 hours. He's such a doll.

TC is working a side-job this morning. I actually checked in with people on Facebook, liked everything on Instagram as far back as it would go, and chose a new lock screen picture. Now I need to finish another hat for this cutie so I can see more pictures like this. We're visiting the new parents this afternoon.

GPOY: the munchkin got a haircut edition

GPOY: lunch with the in-laws edition

GPOY: still no makeup still don't care edition

These are the two hats I made for my coworker's commission.

Whoops, I made another hat.

Sneak peek, sorta. I'll post better pictures on my crafty blog in the morning.