Okay so my roommate and her friend invited me to see Guardians of the Galaxy with them, so I did and it was nice to go do a thing.

Last time I tried stir-frying these noodles it went so badly that I didn’t do it again for a year, and I was very not confident about it but I think these came out pretty well and I’m really relieved (/ ω ; ) (the Baacave 改良版)

I’m trying and failing to figure out how Snapchat works, which means that I tried to send multiple things to tumblr username lydiallama (the original), and then ended up posting a “story” and I get, unsolicited, a perfectly posed and beautifully photogenic selfie of my little sister with the caption “lol your attempts at Snapchat,” to which I responded with a sad expression and the very true caption, “but I’m trying really hard,” and I get this in response.

It’s time for progressive Christians to claim discipleship. It’s time to get radical, not about our politics or our policies, but about our faith. It’s time to stop throwing the baby Jesus out with the bath water, and start putting the horse before the cart. It’s time to remember what, and who, we worship. It’s time to develop the language of faith. And it’s time to see our social justice work as a natural product of our discipleship, not something that competes with it for the church’s time.

And only then, when we have gone back to the source and found what ultimately binds us together with God and with one another, can we go out and find the next, next big thing. And whenever that happens, we will be better for it. And we just may find that when it comes to changing the world for the better, the Gospel of Why We Are Different Than Other Christians can’t hold a candle to the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

Rev. Emily C. Heath, a UCC minister in New Hampshire. 

Yep. I left the UU church for reasons similar to these; I have no desire to join a church that also acts like a sort of Jesus-flavored progressive club.

(Source: locusimperium)

If white American entitlement meant anything, it meant that no matter how patronizing, unashamed, deliberate, unintentional, poor, rich, rural, urban, ignorant, and destructive white Americans were, black Americans were still encouraged to work for them, write to them, listen to them, talk to them, run from them, emulate them, teach them, dodge them, and ultimately thank them for not being as fucked up as they could be.


that time the new york times started a profile of shonda rhimes by saying her autobiography should be called “how to get away with being an angry black woman.”

Anonymous: I love listening to music with other people, especially when I'm introducing new music to them, but a pet peeve of mine is when people talk over music, which I recognize is a really ridiculous pet peeve to have since this is a social activity I'm describing, but it frustrates me nonetheless. It doesn't bother me as much now, but I was wondering if you or anyone else you know feel the same way?


be honest are you a man