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...Except, near as I can tell, nowhere in this entry or the comments did anyone say that A. such people are nonexistent, or that B. they should be swept under the rug and treated like they don't exist? Also, when Lyichir said "That's something I just couldn't do, since I have no standing or leadership position in the fandom.", I think - and if I'm wrong he can feel free to correct me - that he meant more that he doesn't exactly have sway with anyone of note in the fandom. For most people, if they're a well-known member of the community, and they make X art or Y song or something of the sort, are they more likely to listen to the three people they've never heard of who thought it was in poor taste, or the 2,000+ people, including a multitude of people they consider of sound moral judgement and are in good standing with, that think it's great and genuinely like it? I'm not saying it's good or just that things are like that, nor am I trying to justify or defend such content, I'm just saying that he's not wrong when he says that he, and most people in the community, only have so much power to make positive change in the fandom at-large, simply because our status and voice in the community are less than that of others, and as such hold less sway, and with fewer people. It's the same way that if I called out member X, it would have significantly less weight with a lot of members than if, say, B6 or Bfa did. That doesn't mean that you shouldn't try, and speaking for myself personally, I do make an effort to improve the fandom. But he's not wrong when he says that there's limits to the impact he can have simply because of standing in the community.

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Glad that you like it Go for it! It's a tough habit to start, but definitely one of the best ones I've developed. It also gives you some great time alone with your thoughts. I love to watch baseball while exercising if I can, but generally I can't, and the amount of time it gives me with my mind free to think and organize itself is just as rewarding mentally as the exercise is physically! Yes I did This also showcases how dramatic a leap forward my new phone ended up being. Not only were its pictures much better in terms of contrast and lighting, but they're much higher resolution - while the 2013 photos are full-size, the 2014 photos had to be scaled down significantly to keep it in the image limit! And thanks!

*WARNING: The following entry contains a fat man with enough hair to make a grizzly bear blush shirtless. While neither obscene nor considered indecent, if you find such sights unpleasant, you have been warned.* So as some of you guys know, way back in 2011, I had jaw surgery. I had a very serious underbite, to the point that, on top of slurring my speech, it caused breathing problems, eating problems, and if left unrepaired, would grind my teeth down prematurely and give me chronic migraines, so both of my jaws were broken and repositioned. I spent time with my jaw wired, and about three months relearning how to eat and how to talk, still on doctor’s orders not to do any exercising of any sort to keep the stitches from popping out. I don’t have the talent to be a professional athlete, but I love competing, so I’d always be playing sports and pickup games in high school. I wasn’t a pinnacle of health, but I was still in good shape, around 210 lbs., and faster than you’d expect a man of my height and weight to be. Unfortunately, that time without exercise sapped me of almost all my energy and muscle. As soon as I got the okay from the doctor to exercise again, instead of easing back and rebuilding myself, I decided to rocket right into a pickup softball game with my buddies later that day, and was dumb enough to take my usual position back in centerfield instead of asking for something like first base or pitcher where I wouldn’t be running around much. Long story short, I spent a significant amount of time lying on my back after the game, completely exhausted. I also had a sore right leg, which I figured was just being out-of-shape. That right leg soreness lingered whenever I’d exercise, so I just figured I’d need to exercise is a bit more strenuously to get it back into shape. This was a very bad decision, to put it lightly. The pain got worse, more frequent, and spread over more of my leg, and once the school year ended, I made an appointment with a doctor, and a few X-rays later, I learned that the pain wasn’t because I was out-of-shape, it was because I had a stress fracture in my tibia that probably first started as fairly minor injury from that softball game. Because of my treatment of it though, by the time I got the diagnosis, the doctor said that it was bad enough that it was a miracle I hadn’t had a more serious fracture as a result of it yet. So, cue two months stuck in a walking boot. This also meant that I missed out on the intramural flag football because it’s hard to play football in a walking boot, which really hurt since I had been putting together a team with my friends. How does any of this relate to my weight loss? Well, part of relearning to eat after my jaw surgery was eating only soft foods for a long time, which destroyed all of my good eating habits. Then between the surgery and the boot, every single one of my good exercise habits disappeared too. As a result, I was eating worse, eating more, and doing nothing to work it off. I went from a fit 210 to an unhealthy 248. Once I got out of the boot, I was determined to do two things: Take it slow this time so I’d never have to wear it again - something that seems to be going well so far, if the intramural softball championship is any indicator - and get down to a healthy weight. I was determined I wouldn’t let myself get over 250 lbs. The first photos I took one year ago today, the first day I decided to start losing weight. I haven’t done anything drastic, I’ve mainly just cut down my proportions(Especially on lunch, which is less a meal and more to tide me over until dinner now), turned regular unhealthy meals into occasional treats, cut out a ton of snacking, and eliminated any drinks other than water and protein shakes. Not even gatorade or milk, just clean, healthy water(Which I’d consume copiously; I’m one of those weirdos that drinks before every bite of food, and I go through more in a day than most people probably do in a month. I bought one of those 24-packs of 16 oz. waterbottles once, and I got through all of it in a week just drinking normally). Exercise hasn’t been anything strenuous, 30 minutes on an exercise bike when time permits, the tension exercises the doctor gave me to build up my leg, and at least 60 sit-ups and push-ups a week, split up into ten rep intervals spread across the week so I don’t strain anything. As of this morning, I’m down to 215 lbs. I feel happier, healthier, lighter, faster, and my mind even seems clearer and more efficient too. My goal is to get down to 200 lbs., then start building myself back up(As slim as my belly’s gotten, my chest is still boobs instead of pecs, and my arms are still chicken wings). I’m proud of 33 lbs. in a year though, especially considering that I feel stronger, meaning I’ve added muscle, so I’ve probably burned a lot more fat than 33 lbs. So why am I sharing this? Mainly because there’s not a lot of stuff like this. There’s a lot of weight-loss encouragement, but almost all of it is either from subscription-based diet, some radical change in lifestyle, or some miracle drug weight loss supplement. There’s nothing that tells people “You can get healthy without buying our meal plan or our vitamins and hiring our personal trainer!”. All of it is commercialized to try and make money off of people that need genuine help and encouragement, not placebo effect vitamins and a former NFL player that doesn’t know fitness beyond what his coaches told him yelling at them. I’m not going to lie, it’s not easy, and it’s not quick. You have to work at it, you have to want to do it, and you have to be patient. I didn’t see any real changes until a few months ago when I looked at those old photos from last year. It’s a gradual thing. But it’s not as hard as you think it is, and it’s not as slow as you think it is. I had every excuse in the book not to lose weight. I had injuries that kept me form exercising, I had a busy schedule that kept me from exercising, I had a sedentary workload that kept me in a chair, I had a college dining hall with really unhealthy food options, I have an underactive thyroid, which not only makes it difficult to lose weight and easy to gain it but also makes it had to develop muscle and makes you fatigue easily, I have a ton of stress in my life(Stress is proven to negatively impact weight loss), I have insomnia(Sleep deprivation also negatively impacts weight loss), I’m a large man from a family of large people, if you can think of an excuse for why someone can’t lose weight, I have it. And I still lost a decent amount of weight in one year. If you’re happy with your body, if you’re happy with your weight, then that’s great. Ultimately, that’s the most important thing. Being comfortable with your body and your health is more important than anything else with it. But I wasn’t happy with my body or with my health. I got discouraged a lot, because everyone else I knew was either fat and happy being such, or naturally thin and healthy. But I kept working, and I got results, and I want to show those results for other people who, like me, felt alone and discouraged because everyone else they knew was happy with their body, and everyone else they knew was either further along than them, or happy being overweight, which there’s nothing wrong with, but when you see people you like enjoying something that you’re trying to cut out, it’s hard to resist joining in.

Unfortunately I'm looking to sell mine after someone told me they're worth a key right now

IC: "Acknowledged, Captain. Any that attempt to pass me will experience a very unpleasant and quite literal type of out-of-body experience." Ovechkin followed close behind Daniels, eyes darting around as he scanned the horizon for any signs of life. Friend or foe, the last thing any mission needed was a surprise interloper.

I understand you want audition reels?

The thing I posted would be the insignia of GUN Corporation from the Sonic the Hedgehog series, a group that appeared primarily as antagonists in multiple games.

I really feel like it becomes transparent that Sega came up with the acronym first and the meaning later when you realize it stands for Guardian Units of Nation. Then again, the original was probably something more real-sounding in Japanese.

Dating sim where you date Bill Clinton. If you're male you date Bill Clinton. If you're female you date Bill Clinton. If you're a republican you date Bill Clinton. If you're a democrat you date Bill Clinton. If you're American you date Bill Clinton. If you're not American you date Bill Clinton. If you choose not to date Bill Clinton, your other options are Bill Clinton, Bill Clinton, and Bill Clinton. Just a Bill Clinton dating simulator. All Bill Clinton, all the time. And maybe Al Gore too. Secret bonus cutscene is just Bill Clinton playing some blues saxophone, because he's actually a pretty good musician

Just talking about our favorite hat-themed bread simulator.

IC: "The first member of our party that suggests splitting up other than the major will receive a very large backhand to the forehead." Ovechkin said flatly. In addition to his standard crew armor, bandana around his neck, and his belt of personal firearms, the Rockman also carried his shotgun, as well as his tablet, on his back, and the gatling gun from the Engi in his hands. In addition to the standard protective gear, both knees were wrapped in braces of a similar material to the armor, as were both wrists. "Four in unfamiliar territory is already unenviable. Beyond that, none. Command as you see fit, captain."

Valve may not know how to count to three, but they sure know how to usher in an era of peace in a universe predicated on murder.

I AM NOT ONE OF YOUR FRIED-CHICKEN TRAMPS But I'm wedging my head through a door to tell you I'm sorry D: Final question: You have a dinner date for seven. What time do you arrive? - Seven. AM. Case the restaurant, run background checks on the staff. Can the cook be trusted? If not, I gotta kill him. Dispose of the body, replace him with my own guy, no later than 4:30.

I AM NOT ONE OF YOUR FRIED-CHICKEN TRAMPS But I'm wedging my head through a door to tell you I'm sorry D:

Seduce me.

So, links are broken again, at least here in the blogs. That is unfortunate.

http://media.tumblr.com/186d7f0d6f8ac17fb566b7fa70b18851/tumblr_inline_n7cb3gUwEe1qbl2we.gif Edit: Image-only comment nooooooooo + >500 kB image nooooooooo -Wind-

I ship headcrab and breadcrab now. On that note, I am now convinced that Pyro is not a man or a woman. Pyro is a six-foot tall loaf of mutated bread.

IC: "Bullets are what our armor is for. Given how long they have likely been stranded, aim and concentration are likely to be poor. Your concerns are warranted though. Major Daniels, while I yield to your experience, I advise caution. If we can send a scouting drone, that would be preferred before our arrival."

IC: "He who throws the first punch is usually countered, Mantis. Observing and assessing before coming to gunfire is the wiser decision."

IC: "What is the current planetside time?" Ovechkin asked, stepping forward as he did. "If it is early, the sooner we embark, the better. Additionally, given the technical nature our mission might present, I wish to request a tablet. Our botanical equipment has old hardware, and most non-rock technology is...unwieldy with hands our size, so using another party member's would not end well."

Why do the important things always happen when I'm in class or at work? All I can do is post on my phone Might be a little bit, I need to pull up the profiles of the other members of my group.

Civilization: Where you can develop the airplane in the 15th century, Gandhi is the single greatest threat to existence, and Ludwig Van Beethoven is a rock singer.

IC: "Acknowledged." The Rockman replied. With a tap, he switched the earpiece off, then bent down, lifting the massive Engi body over his shoulders. "I will take this and the two injured. Please take the three that are stunned to the hangar." He fired a handful of stun shots into the injured pirates - both to help numb the pain and ensure no surprise attacks on the walk over - then picked them both up, dragging them as he walked out of the bulkhead and towards the hangar.