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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>I post randomly, about whatever strikes my fancy. It may be about weight loss surgery, or polyamory, or how annoying my family can be. But its my life, and my blog, so deal!</description><title>Just one of those things</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @tixarah)</generator><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>She is such a cuddle bug</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/fecab9b4bd0a5425f916513cb703a813/tumblr_mn0i08uFiv1r932fyo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;She is such a cuddle bug&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/50756304999</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/50756304999</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 16:52:56 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/194993ba6879ee9af9e4566d3ffa25ff/tumblr_mkw1ms6hWb1r932fyo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/47364475496</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/47364475496</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Apr 2013 10:01:40 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Nails this week</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/809516bf7a73005b921da5ca1fce1cd0/tumblr_mkuozlmt7I1r932fyo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nails this week&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/47302618595</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/47302618595</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Apr 2013 16:30:56 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Part of a Blog post about the new boy!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Now, let’s get onto the new fun exciting stuff. Philip! (using that as his name on here will forever make me laugh) Philip messaged me on okcupid last week, we hit it off right away, good banter, good talks, and so on Tuesday we met up for coffee, we went for a walk in the park where he told me I was going to murder him, and then we went for a drive where I told him he was going to murder me. I found out that some of the things he told me at first were lies, he is a bit paranoid of meeting people from the internet and putting too much about himself out there. He is in the military, and a student in a fairly difficult program too (at least in my mind) He is good looking, has amazing eyes *swoon* He is ridiculous with me, super high energy and it is so fun. With him there is none of the super awkward moments. Yes sometimes when he is staring at me right after kissing me and asks what I’m thinking I get shy and blushy, but other than that, I’ve been able to hold my own in our conversations, answer all his questions and ask my own. I feel comfortable and good with him. KA and another friend have decided that he is going to murder me, their theory is that he lied about his name, age, occupation and that because of his chosen career path, and his ability to get drugs (prescription) and strange tools, he is going to murder me. So I told him! and he went right long with it (or he really is going to kill me..?) but he did agree to wait till our 5th date before murdering me, which means folks, I have 3 more dates before I die!! He plays the guitar, and said he would teach me some chords! I just have fun with him, and I relax and it seems good. He seems just as enthusiastic about spending time with me, and getting to know me, as I do about him, which is really nice. I cannot wait to see him again! Hopefully it is sooner, rather then later. He has also introduced me to some jazz music, quite enjoyable if I do so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/38019193234</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/38019193234</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Dec 2012 18:54:13 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8onm6jAbo1rpfjpjo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/38017679678</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/38017679678</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Dec 2012 18:32:21 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>fullfr0ntalnerdity:

True story.
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&lt;p&gt;True story.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/38017485323</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/38017485323</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Dec 2012 18:29:37 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>You met a boy &amp; it wasn't me? Now I'm sad... really though good for you.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Joys of being poly, I can meet MANY Boys!!!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/38017346250</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/38017346250</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Dec 2012 18:27:40 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I think I will start blogging here and on wordpress again&amp;#8230;

Lovely people of my tumblr, I met...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I think I will start blogging here and on wordpress again&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Lovely people of my tumblr, I met a boy!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/37792166419</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/37792166419</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2012 11:05:35 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdk7e7sW2Z1qg6rkio1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/37244020371</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/37244020371</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Dec 2012 00:18:08 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdb0rt7OYS1r89lv5o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/37243635697</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/37243635697</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Dec 2012 00:11:15 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdjq914UWh1qfaf1fo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/37242921080</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/37242921080</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Dec 2012 23:58:47 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>floatingclumbs:

One of the closest lighting strike shots I have...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdlfwtqgps1qm9jfho1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://floatingclumbs.tumblr.com/post/35851862964/one-of-the-closest-lighting-strike-shots-i-have" target="_blank"&gt;floatingclumbs&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of the closest lighting strike shots I have ever seen! Probably the closest! Awesome, awesome shot!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I posted this on Facebook and someone commented about the stars. I didn’t reply. What appeared as stars were rain drops lit by the lightning.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/37081033589</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/37081033589</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Dec 2012 21:02:25 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>thaddeusscreams:

Trigger Warning: Child abuse, Rape, Violent...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m19i0jSCnb1qbymseo1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m19i0jSCnb1qbymseo2_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thaddeusscreams.tumblr.com/post/36915926839/trigger-warning-child-abuse-rape-violent-death" target="_blank"&gt;thaddeusscreams&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Trigger Warning: Child abuse, Rape, Violent Death, Torture&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jasonsaurusrex.tumblr.com/post/24209347709" target="_blank"&gt;jasonsaurusrex&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lupinatic.tumblr.com/post/21964187026/here-is-the-place-when-people-say-these-books" target="_blank"&gt;lupinatic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://here-is-the-place.tumblr.com/post/21376638306/when-people-say-these-books-are-childrens-books" target="_blank"&gt;here-is-the-place&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;When people say these books are children’s books, as if to demean them, I balk. These books dealt with themes that adults do not fully understand or wish to. It dealt with racism, classism, sexism, homophobia, prejudice, and general ignorance. These books taught us that it doesn’t matter how you were raised, but that you get to choose to be kind, loyal, brave, and true. They taught us to be strong under the pressures of this world and to hold fast to what we know to be right. These books taught me so much, they changed me as a person. So just because they’re set against a fantastical backdrop with young protagonists does not mean that their value is any less real.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;This.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;First book: Starts with the double murder of a pair of twenty-one year olds who were much missed and leaving their baby son a war orphan. A child growing up in abusive conditions that would give Cinderella the horrors. Dealing with peers and teachers who are bullies. The fickleness of fame (from the darling of Gryffindor to the outcast.) The idea that there are things worth fighting and dying for, spoken by the child protagonist. Three children promptly acting on that willingness to sacrifice their lives, and two of them getting injured doing so.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Second book: The equivalent of racism with the pro-pureblood attitude. Plot driven by an eleven year old girl being groomed and then used by a charming, handsome older male. The imbalance of power and resultant abuse inherent in slavery. Fraud perpetuated by stealing something very intimate.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Third book: The equivalent of ableism with a decent, kind and competant adult being considered less than human because he has an illness that adversely affects his behaviour at certain times. A justice system that is the opposite of just. Promises of removing an abused child from the abusive environment can’t always be kept. The innocent suffer while the guilty thrive.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Fouth book: More fickleness of fame. The privileged mistreating and undermining the underprivileged because they can. A master punishing a slave for his own misjudgment, and the slave blaming herself. A sports tournament which involves mortal risk being cheered by spectators. A wonderful young man being murdered simply because he was in the way. A young boy being tortured, humilated and nearly murdered.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Fifth book: PTSD in the teenage protagonist. Severe depression in the protagonist’s godfather, triggered by inherited mental health issues and being forced to stay in a house where abuse occured. A bigoted tyrant who lives to crush everyone under her heel, torturing a teenager for telling the truth in the name of the government (and trying to suck his soul out too). The discovery that your idols can have feet of clay after all. An effort to save the life of someone dear and precious actually costing that very same life. The loss of a father-figure and the resultant guilt.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Sixth book: The idea that a soul can be broken beyond repair. Drugs with the potential for date rape are shown as having achieved exactly that in at least one case, resulting in a pregnancy. Well-meaning chauvinism trying to control the love life of a young woman. Internalised prejuidce resulting in refusing the one you love, not out of lack of love but out of fear of tainting them. The mortality of those that seem powerful and larger than life.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Seventh book: Bad situations can get worse, to the point where even the privileged end up suffering and afraid. More internalised prejudice and &lt;strike&gt;fear&lt;/strike&gt; hysterical terror of tainting those you love. Self-sacrifice and the loss of loved ones, EVERYWHERE. Those who are bitter are often so with a reason. The necessity of defeating your inner demons, even though it’s never as cool as it sounds. Don’t underestimate those that are enslaved. Other people’s culture isn’t always like your own. Things often come full circle (war ending with the death of a dearly-loved pair of new parents and their orphaned baby son living with his dead mother’s blood relative instead of his young godfather). Even if ‘all is well’ the world is still imperfect, because it’s full of us brilliant imperfect humans.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;So… still think that &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/em&gt; is a kid’s series with no depth?&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/36952482149</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/36952482149</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2012 09:53:22 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>In Toronto for @playgroundconf</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_md9z3wBD0h1r932fyo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Toronto for @playgroundconf&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/35405481740</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/35405481740</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Nov 2012 09:04:44 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mck5gkt6EX1qdmsaho1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/34513164452</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/34513164452</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2012 17:05:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ma7xx08qKB1qd60sao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/34513000028</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/34513000028</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2012 17:03:10 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>YES!!!!!</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7u12bpf161rbbzi0o2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7u12bpf161rbbzi0o1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7u12bpf161rbbzi0o3_r1_400.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7u12bpf161rbbzi0o4_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7u12bpf161rbbzi0o5_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7u12bpf161rbbzi0o6_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7u12bpf161rbbzi0o7_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7u12bpf161rbbzi0o8_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;h1&gt;YES!!!!!&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/34512653819</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/34512653819</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2012 16:58:47 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mbwok7naSS1qz4d4bo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/34512515022</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/34512515022</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2012 16:56:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>projectunbreakable:

Due to an error on my end, one of the...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mckterfixv1r65rllo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://projectunbreakable.tumblr.com/post/34449937013/due-to-an-error-on-my-end-one-of-the-photos-from" target="_blank"&gt;projectunbreakable&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Due to an error on my end, one of the photos &lt;a href="http://projectunbreakable.tumblr.com/post/34311334330/the-posters-read-how-can-a-girl-rape-a-boy" target="_blank"&gt;from this post&lt;/a&gt; unfortunately got left behind when I was sending them over to my photo editor. I am re-posting it tonight to give it the equal amount of recognition it deserves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The posters read:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“How can a girl rape a boy?”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Nearly everyone I tried to tell for the first four years after it happened.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Man up.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- My then-fiance in response to the panic attack I was having, caused by seeing my rapist for the first time since the incident had occurred eight years previous.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/34512470705</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/34512470705</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2012 16:56:26 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lupdd9OGoy1r2v3wdo1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lupdd9OGoy1r2v3wdo2_r1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lupdd9OGoy1r2v3wdo3_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lupdd9OGoy1r2v3wdo6_r1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lupdd9OGoy1r2v3wdo7_r2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lupdd9OGoy1r2v3wdo8_r1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lupdd9OGoy1r2v3wdo9_r1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lupdd9OGoy1r2v3wdo10_r1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lupdd9OGoy1r2v3wdo11_r2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lupdd9OGoy1r2v3wdo12_r1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/34511909771</link><guid>http://tixarah.tumblr.com/post/34511909771</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2012 16:49:07 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
