Is it just me or is there now no way to search for site users. Like, if I want to look someone up with their RT username how would I do that?
2 years agoGodzillaGirl
For the past week I have eaten an orange in the shower every morning and its been amazing.
I was introduced to shower-oranging by Reddit via a YouTube video on the subject.
The people over at r/showerorange take the subject very seriously. They discuss tips for how to have the best shower-orange experience, they describe the animalistic joy of eating an orange in the shower and they aren't afraid to shut down those who would dare bring up the possibility of eating other foodstuffs within the thread.
So what's the big deal?
I cannot claim to find the experience as transcendent as some of the others in the thread however it is something I recommend everyone try at least once.
For me its a mix of two things - the first being that I am a very busy person, I start college at 9am 4 days a week then get done at 3pm and head straight to work until 11 or 12 at night. I sleepover at work on the weekend evenings and spend most of the days doing essays and revising for exams. I love my job and am very grateful for my education so I'm not complaining about being busy BUT I don't have much free time so if I can get a healthy breakfast while I get clean then that's a bonus.
Secondly I find it really refreshing and kind of fun. I'm a cold orange from the fridge in a hot shower kind of woman personally and somehow the combination of the two Is a nice wake up call when I've not had much sleep. I also don't pre-peel the orange before I shower so I get the joy of tearing the orange apart without worrying about a mess. Similarly I don't actually separate the orange into chunks rather I just bite into it as a whole fruit and not having to worry about getting ridiculously sticky from the juices is pretty great.
Additionally the combination of fresh orange peelings and hot steam leaves the bathroom, and my skin, smelling amazing which is a nice little bonus.
I've been recommending it to just about anyone willing to listen to my inane ramblings. My sister remains unsold, she just didn't get the hype. However my good friend Zara is a converted shower-oranger, for her it has the added benefit of replenishing Vitamin C in her body which, as a smoker, she definitely needs.
I thoroughly recommend you try it out, If I haven't sold you on it check out the Reddit thread where one Redditor describes the experience as "the most carnal, ferocious, liberating thing a man can do". If you do try it let me know If you think I'm crazy for using up my Lunch break to write this journal post OR if you are with me on this one.
2 years agoGodzillaGirl
I'm a little sad about there now being an RTX UK in the most selfish way because I will no longer have the excuse of 'I have to go to Austin cause that's where RTX is' anymore.
That being said, I just got my acceptance letters to complete my Bachelors in Adult Nursing for three out of the four Universities I applied for (not so humble brag). Realistically RTX Austin 2017 would have been my last trip out of the country for four years as I shall be a poverty stricken uni student as of next year.
So, I should be very grateful for an RTX so close to home. Maybe I'll finally be able to talk some of my American & Canadian friends into a trip over here?
2 years agoGodzillaGirl
***This journal contains mentions of rape and abuse - be warned***
For those who don't know, I work in a refuge for women who are escaping extreme domestic abuse.
The women who walk through the front door here have been through things I couldn't even imagine surviving. They have been beaten and raped, tortured and branded, kidnapped and left to die. They often arrive with nothing but the clothes on their backs and frequently with children in tow.
This was my first NYE working at this particular refuge and as I have RTX2017 to save up for I signed myself up for the overnight shift. I'm not much of a drinker (on English soil) and I have no interest in sweating my make-up off in an overpriced, overfilled club so I thought I'd have a quiet one.
Quiet was not what this night turned out to be. At half past ten one of the residents came down with tears in her eyes. Earlier in the year social services had taken her kids from her, as far as they were concerned her not being able to protect herself from her boyfriend meant that she was unable to protect them also. She was heart broken, she'd spent every spare second this year fighting to get her kids back and ringing in the new year without her babies was to much for her.
We sat and talked for a while, about her children, about the fucking social services, about how awful 2016 had been for so many people. Suddenly she realised that it was ten minutes before midnight, she wondered if any of the other residents were awake and feeling a bit shitty about the year about to be gone and worried for the year about to start.
So we went on a hunt, we sprinted three floors up and grabbed everyone we could, unsurprisingly many of them were together, having similar conversations about their fears for the new year based on the one previous.
I unlocked the communal lounge and we opened the curtains to see the fireworks, we switched on the TV and counted down the last ten seconds. Everybody hugged and held hands and we attempted a verse of old lang syne.
It was nice, really nice. I realised how much of a community had been formed amongst the residents staying with us.
Then it was all over and time to get the kids back to bed. One of the residents, a woman who had been set alight by her husband and then left to die, thanked me for staying up with them and I told her it was my pleasure. She turned to the group and asked "2017 is going to be OK isn't it?". And for all the shit they'd been through and everything they had left to come, every single one of them said yes. As far as they could see the worse was behind them and the future ahead was going to be better.
For me 2016 was a mixed bag. For every high there was two lows. And although, yes - time is an illusion and the new year means nothing and blah blah blah. I am still going to use this arbitrary marker of time gone by to say that everything is going to be OK. Maybe not easy and maybe not amazing, but OK and that's enough.
If you read that through I wanna tell you the same thing too, its gonna be OK pal. And I sincerely hope that 2017 goes easy on you.
Happy New Year.
2 years agoGodzillaGirl
In case you didn't already know the RT Community Secret Santa is back this year and we are already signing people up! It's always a good time and a great way to reach out to some community members (and get yourself a gift too!).
The more the merrier so please do give it a go if you feel it's something you'd like to get involved with AND don't forget to read the 'rules'.
3 years agoGodzillaGirl
Do you ever just find yourself doing something really, really dumb?
And you think to yourself "Self, this thing that you are doing, this thing right now, this is so fucking dumb"
And then you carry on doing it anyway? Its been one of those years.
And in three weeks I'm gonna be doing another dumb thing, boarding a plane to Texas for RTX, which in itself is not dumb unless you are as flat-broke as I am right now. I'm thinking about selling my car to keep my business going but I still max out my American Express to book a flight.
So fucking dumb. But I'm gonna carry on doing it.
4 years agoGodzillaGirl
Got Invited to an orgy today, whilst I was at work, by a client.
And I just have to 'talk' about it but can't do it at work because I work in a tiny village and the people I work with are the worst gossips.
When you work as someone who provides massage services and your a young woman then you can guarantee that at some point you will be asked for a 'happy ending'. Its happened to me a few times and suspect it will happen again and my god have I ever been broke enough in the past to consider it but I have yet to dip my toes into prostitution (there's a visual for you).
But today was different, one of my most regular skin care clients and her husband, who has treatments at the salon too, came into the salon together today and surprised me with a gift bag of Christmas goodies for me. I asked them into one of the consultation rooms for a cup of coffee so I could thank them properly/chat with them about their Christmas plans which is when shit got weird.
They were visibly nervous as they explained they were part of an 'exclusive adult club' and they were wondering if I would be interested in joining them, at their cost, because they think I'm an attractive, open and interesting young lady and its their 20th wedding anniversary.
I have always gone the extra mile for my clients, I pride myself on it. But no, no thanks.
Now I just hope that I haven't lost two good clients!