I was out in NYC tonight at our goth night.

Some weird jeans and blazer people came into the club. Now, there is nothing wrong with dressing this way, but clearly these specific guys thought that they were in a strip club or something.

I went to get a Cosmo at the bar and suddenly I feel a hand on my back. Thinking it is a mistake, I ignore it as I speak to the bar tender.

Suddenly, jeans and blazer boy grabs me. I turn and tell him, “Get the fuck off me!”

He responds by grabbing my boobs and attempting to hump me. (I ask you…what but a chimp does this?)

So, I resisted the urge to grapple and go for uppercuts like a good girl. I instead turn, wind up and fucking palm the bitch in the shoulder, knocking him back at least 5 ft and scream, “GET THE FUCK OFF ME!”

I must have seemed like the devil herself. Good. This is lesson 1 in why you don’t fuck with me. I really don’t care if I go to jail over my own safety.

He tried to say shit, but I basically told him to fuck off and went back to where my friends were sitting.

Douche. I think he got kicked out or left.

I am glad I studied martial arts with the police. I think every woman should be able to. It feels great to be your own sonofabitch.

George Washington had a metal band! HARDCORE!

Gyoryge Wyshyngynton features such hit singles as:

My Teef Got Wood:

Give Me Your Virginia:

Smallpox and Tuberculosis Might Have Made Me Sterile but I Still Love U:

Martha, Not Now I Got a Headache:

I’ll Hunt Your Fox, Baby:

Major Washington Sausage:

Wel,, I’m leaving for Katsucon. I’ll see a lot of you guys there! :D

I’m sad that I will miss WHITE CASTLE VALENTINE’S DAY, though:

:D

Thanks Bree for the link!

Money and children are the top two reasons that marriages end. I know I’m not alone in my frustration when people ask me when I’m having a child. I won’t be having children. I actually find the question to be invasive because it’s a personal matter.

In the past, children were inexplicably considered a recipe for marital success…but…

Over the past two decades, however, many researchers have concluded that three’s a crowd when it comes to marital satisfaction. More than 25 separate studies have established that marital quality drops, often quite steeply, after the transition to parenthood. And forget the “empty nest” syndrome: when the children leave home, couples report an increase in marital happiness.

Link.