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schmot_gurl: "Your mission: go forth and post telling us how fucking awesome you are, and all the fucking awesome shit you can do. And we in turn will look at it and not think of it as rampant narcissism or egotism of any of that shit. We will look at it and go 'Wow, my friends are some pretty fucking awesome people.' And you will go, and tell them that they, too, should tell the internet how fucking awesome they are. And you can copy and paste this or whatever."
Good evening, gentle readers. I have the pleasure of being Molly Hill, and I am, as they say in the vernacular, pretty fucking awesome. I sew amazing costumes, have damned good fashion sense, and make really fucking awesome hats that employ stuff from the hardware store as much as they do feathers and flowers and pins. I am genderqueer, pansexual, and polyamorous, and fucking proud of it, because it's taught me to share and to be open to new experiences in a way that I wouldn't have been fifteen years ago. I've visited cities that I've never been to with nothing but a map and a suitcase, and had a damned good time. I mix great drinks, bake like nobody's business, and do desserts that fucking rock, because they're made with real ingredients. I've pulled together a community of Girl Genius fans who go to cons together, do cosplay together, and write together, and we're still going strong, three years down the line. Hell, we're doing a musical for Kumoricon this year! I've overcome fears by leaps and bounds, conquered a depression so bad that I was having anxiety and panic attacks and staying home from work crying and screaming, and learned not to shriek too loudly on roller coasters. I've taught myself embroidery, write fucking sonnets and do artwork. I've performed at a Renaissance fair as a guy for an entire weekend, loved and lost and learned from it all, and had a great time doing it. I know two languages, am working on bits of a third, and earned my degree as a massage therapist. I've got the Dewey Decimal System memorized. I can memorize strings of ten digits, knit a scarf, and still serve you some damned good tea and give you fucking good advice.
schmot_gurl: "Your mission: go forth and post telling us how fucking awesome you are, and all the fucking awesome shit you can do. And we in turn will look at it and not think of it as rampant narcissism or egotism of any of that shit. We will look at it and go 'Wow, my friends are some pretty fucking awesome people.' And you will go, and tell them that they, too, should tell the internet how fucking awesome they are. And you can copy and paste this or whatever."Good evening, gentle readers. I have the pleasure of being Molly Hill, and I am, as they say in the vernacular, pretty fucking awesome. I sew amazing costumes, have damned good fashion sense, and make really fucking awesome hats that employ stuff from the hardware store as much as they do feathers and flowers and pins. I am genderqueer, pansexual, and polyamorous, and fucking proud of it, because it's taught me to share and to be open to new experiences in a way that I wouldn't have been fifteen years ago. I've visited cities that I've never been to with nothing but a map and a suitcase, and had a damned good time. I mix great drinks, bake like nobody's business, and do desserts that fucking rock, because they're made with real ingredients. I've pulled together a community of Girl Genius fans who go to cons together, do cosplay together, and write together, and we're still going strong, three years down the line. Hell, we're doing a musical for Kumoricon this year! I've overcome fears by leaps and bounds, conquered a depression so bad that I was having anxiety and panic attacks and staying home from work crying and screaming, and learned not to shriek too loudly on roller coasters. I've taught myself embroidery, write fucking sonnets and do artwork. I've performed at a Renaissance fair as a guy for an entire weekend, loved and lost and learned from it all, and had a great time doing it. I know two languages, am working on bits of a third, and earned my degree as a massage therapist. I've got the Dewey Decimal System memorized. I can memorize strings of ten digits, knit a scarf, and still serve you some damned good tea and give you fucking good advice.
