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February 24, 2013
February 23, 2013
HISTORY JUST FUCKING HAPPENED, MOTHERFUCKERS! Welcome Ronda...
HISTORY JUST FUCKING HAPPENED, MOTHERFUCKERS! Welcome Ronda Rousey, FIRST FEMALE CHAMPION OF THE UFC.
The fight was amazing—tremendous athleticism and technique shown by both fighters.
Welcome also the Liz Carmouche, who almost choked the fuck out of Rousey, and who is the FIRST OPENLY GAY FIGHTER OF THE UFC. She fought with a rainbow mouth guard.
HISTORY.
February 19, 2013
My ultimate benchmark for success as an artist is having my work...
My ultimate benchmark for success as an artist is having my work adapted into a musical.
In my lifetime, please, musical theatre majors.
February 14, 2013
February 13, 2013
this is my advice for valentine's day
buy your boy flowers. change that gendered script, baby, because there ain’t nothing sexier than cultural revolution. and who doesn’t want to feel romanced now and then?
WEREWOLF VALENTINE SPECIAL: Winter Wolf: A Werewolf Romance On...
WEREWOLF VALENTINE SPECIAL: Winter Wolf: A Werewolf Romance On Snow is free on kindle for one day only! Check it out; click on the look inside feature and meet Axton, who is basically the sweetest werewolf dude ever.
February 10, 2013
February 8, 2013
This is the picture I am going to use for everything on the...
This is the picture I am going to use for everything on the internet because that sheep makes soothing sounds at you at night to help you sleep, which basically means we’re best bestest friends.
Friday, we hardly know ye.
I am too tired to come up with a pithy way of summarizing how tiring my work week was, so let’s leave it at: shit was cray. Beyond the day job deadlines and sudden projects, beyond the never seeing my boyfriend since he is working 14 hour days, beyond running around madly doing a million things at once—beyond all that, I also got a parking citation and a wheel clamp put on my car for letting my parking meter expire for five minutes.
Do you know that there is a fee you pay, merely for the pleasure of having an orange shackle disabling your car? Well, now I do! In my city it’s $70. The more you know!
After walking to the Tax Collector’s Office, paying $210, and waiting around for an hour, I got my car back. All’s well that ends well.
In much nicer news: my deadlift went up to 180 pounds for eight reps, I am going to Spain in March, and, hell yes, it’s the weekend.
February 4, 2013
You guys, I cannot possibly convey how much Axton loves living...
You guys, I cannot possibly convey how much Axton loves living in Montana.
Oh, yeah. By the way: Axton’s Middle of Nowhere, USA? It’s somewhere in Montana.
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