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An official announcement in the state of Robin:
My dog is dead. We buried her at the country estate. I am sad.
I don't want to go into detail about what I'm feeling or thinking, but never fear: my parents, some close friends, and my therapist are getting an earful. I am cared for and my doggy is not suffering anymore. Thanks everyone for being so nice to me.
I've been reading a lot of feminist blogging lately, which is fun and informative, but it sort of casts a cold, sharp shadow on some of my most enduring interests. For instance, I think I will still buy idolm@ster sp for the pleasure of dressing up idols in pretty clothes, but I will feel even more uncomfortable about the clothes that are not pretty (i.e. the baby accessories, the school swimsuit etc.) or the opportunity to fondle a 14-year-old girl while pretending to be her attacker. This is not the fault of the feminists.
My dog is dead. We buried her at the country estate. I am sad.
I don't want to go into detail about what I'm feeling or thinking, but never fear: my parents, some close friends, and my therapist are getting an earful. I am cared for and my doggy is not suffering anymore. Thanks everyone for being so nice to me.
I've been reading a lot of feminist blogging lately, which is fun and informative, but it sort of casts a cold, sharp shadow on some of my most enduring interests. For instance, I think I will still buy idolm@ster sp for the pleasure of dressing up idols in pretty clothes, but I will feel even more uncomfortable about the clothes that are not pretty (i.e. the baby accessories, the school swimsuit etc.) or the opportunity to fondle a 14-year-old girl while pretending to be her attacker. This is not the fault of the feminists.
