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Older than I’ve ever been.

I recently turned 24. When my dad asked me how it felt, my response was “not much different”. I can bet that between 24 and 25 will feel worlds different than 23 to 24 did. And I even did quite a bit during my 23rd year. I graduated from college. I moved into my own, non-school-owned place. I got a real adult job, and subsequently, started paying real adult bills. I got a car, then once that one tried to kill me one too many times, got another car. (life goal achieved: bought a Beetle. It’s a 2012, and looks much less cute than the New Beetle model, but it’s so nice~) I started being that friend you have that goes to bed at 10 pm because of her work schedule. And yet… I still don’t feel that different.

I do of course feel different that I did when I turned 14. Or 16. Or 18. Or 21 even. For the first time since I started kindergarten, I don’t have school. I haven’t had a curfew in years. I don’t have homework, I get regular sleep, I have money! (And bills, which eat up most of that money, but there’s still totally money there!) High school, best years of my life? Not even close. College was better probably because I traveled quite a bit. But even then, I’d take the life I have right now over either of those time periods again. Freedom from curfews, from homework that takes away ‘me time’, from the rules of living under such and such roof. Sure, I’ve got a load of responsibilities for work and paying bills on time and following road rules, but there’s so much I can do now because I want to. Every day is no pants Tuesday if I want it to be. I can have ice cream for breakfast. I don’t have to make my bed if I don’t wanna. Honestly, being a young adult with a stable job and the ability to pay bills is way better than compulsory education or watching thousands of dollars go into a piece of paper. I guess the misery I went through with school paid off, which makes right now that much more awesome.

I’m really looking forward to being 25. Not to be older, but because CAR INSURANCE RATES DROP AND I CAN RENT A CAR FOR CHEAP. Never again do I ever want to have to rent a car again until I’m 25.


That’s not how the First Amendment works…

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.

Yes, you have the freedom of speech. Yes, you can’t be jailed for almost all speech (yelling FIRE in a movie theater totally not protected, but KKK protests totally okay). You are NOT, however, protected from your non-government company deciding your speech is damning to them, and being “let go”. Nor are you protected from other people utilizing their free speech to speak out against your free speech.

Isn’t America great?
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Elysium Online: A Review

Quite some time ago, a friend sent me a link to a Greek comic writer and artist’s Indiegogo campaign for a new graphic novel, thinking I’d find it interesting. And given that I love to throw money at things I think are cool ideas, I was plunking down money to help make this comic a reality. The premise is probably what got me the most: imagine in the future, an MMO of sorts where digitized versions of your deceased loved ones exist for you to interact with. “Oh, man, that sounds awesome!” I mean, who doesn’t want to hang out with dead relatives and friends after they’re gone. I know I have a few that I’d love to see again.
Did I mention this was a horror story?
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I don’t understand the appeal of Harley Quinn, sexual or otherwise

As far as “Female villains of the Batman universe” go, Harley Quinn has always been on my low tier. I’m not saying she’s a bad character, nor am I saying she’s useless to storylines. But she’s nowhere near the top of my list (which has Poison Ivy and Catwoman at the top), despite the massive amounts of love Harley gets from other fans.

I don’t get it.
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