Somebody I've never met, but spoke to many times a week, died on Monday.
internet
pinterest
Most of you know how I feel about Pinterest. I don’t know how many of you follow my “I don’t believe you board,” but there have been some doozies.
ihtm contest
He didn’t have any money and he couldn’t come back to the States right away and he had to change his flight. I listened to this sob story and then he asked me to help him out, with whatever I could spare.
internet
This perennial face-clutching about how we're all going to die fused to our screens and with our lower halves slowly deflating like dampened papier-mâché never fails to make me roll my eyes.
guns
I was unnerved that some people didn’t just disagree with me: they wanted my very existence, my very humanity, erased, as painfully as possible, starting with my vagina.
internet
Human beings are so self-centered and imminently concerned with their own daily lives, do they really have the time and inclination to “hate” fat people? Hate?!
trolling
Obviously I wasn’t to blame for her illness or her behavior, but would her attack have spiraled so deeply out of control if I hadn’t done what I reviled most and hid behind the mask the Internet affords to give her a taste of her own medicine?
internet
Jane told it to me once, so it has to be true. Okay then.
internet
Being the only Julia Pugachevsky in the world, I can't exactly deny that what you see has, in fact, been produced by me.
internet
I mean, not ALL the time. But sometimes it just seems like the lesser effort to scroll through a bunch of strangers' thoughts on Downton Abbey than to actually get naked with someone.
Kate Conway in
Relationships,
internet,
internet addiction,
no one should date me ever,
social media,
tumblr,
twitter
Oct 15, 2012 at 9:00am | 109 comments
sexting
Blaming women for taking private, nude photos of themselves is tantamount to blaming them for being nude in the privacy of their own showers, what with the potential for window treatments to billow in the wind, or the possibility of a fire breaking out.
casual sex
When I was a college student, I used an email that was traceable enough that I was blackmailed by a guy who threatened to put posters all over my campus with my picture and saying what a SLUT I WAS if I didn't meet him!
body image
Unlike most newbie dancers, I did not improve for a freakishly long time.
commenters can be mean
The first time I saw the word “fat” in reference to me, I stared at it for a full minute in complete silence. It really stung. I was immediately self-conscious and embarrassed that these comments were out there in a public forum for other people to see.
bloggers
Skinny women are more often thought of as mean, controlling and superficial, while fat women are seen as lazy, sloppy and slow.
internet
Have you ever said something sort of dumb and immature on the internet?
addiction
I was mostly just completely, utterly wigged out about not being online for a week. I am that sad.
feminism
I'm talking about women's web sites tonight with some women's web site-ers. What should I say?
blogging
Here's the thing about becoming Internet-famous: in my experience, it sort of makes you want to quit the Internet entirely.
baking
Tupac is alive! (...in chocolate buttercream.)
internet
When I was 15, a 40-year-old man I met online took my virginity and shattered my innocence.
ask natalie
If you really cared, you'd call. Or email. Or follow my other clever suggestions to stay out of Personal Interaction Hell.
