Hey, Steph, can I invite you to my sister's birthday party and you do that? It's a small gathering, so no pressure. A weekend, in Jamaica, September, about 8 complete strangers, and me. Uh, there will be a white person, if that helps. I don't know if he'll want a corset, though.
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
All white people want corsets.
Wait. I don't think I was supposed to let that secret slip.
Also -- cross-fit is HARD CORE. Jesus.
Emmett is definitely more muscley than Jesus.
Emmett does not suffer from imposter syndrome. I have foolishly filled him to the brim with self confidence which is occasionally not warranted (he was very surprised to find out from his coach that he's not a particularly good singer).
For those who saw Legend of Korra, that scene where Bolin is talking about why Korra should date him? That's very Emmett.
"She's fun. I'm fun! She's funny. I'm hilarious. She's good looking. I'm GORGEOUS."
Emmett is Bolin pretty much.
Other people who don't suffer imposter syndrome: Phil, Gary.
All white people want corsets.
No way! If I could get away with never wearing a bra again, I totally would.
I could put a document on an overhead projector and edit it really fast. Also, I can wiggle my nose.
*Trust* me, when I wore a corset to my cousin's trans* Hasidic second line furry wedding, it was clear what a racially charged issue a corset was.
The risk of not suffering imposter syndrome is of proving Dunning-Kruger right.
my cousin's trans* Hasidic second line furry wedding
best story ever. like my ex-nun gay recovering alcoholic ex-boss, instant conversation starter.
ION, I am organizing everything I can at work. I should probably actually get more to-do things out of my in-box though.
I hate that my boss is back on Wednesday. I hate my boss.
Just the phrase "trans* Hasidic second line furry wedding" is fraught with possibility.
I *would* have impostor syndrome, if anyone expected me to be anything. I would have no problem reading something, but the invite is bossy and annoying.