Stefanie the Human

I feel like I should apologize for whatever your stomach did to you.

Do you ever have someone in your friend group that seems to believe in some wild conspiracy theory, one that's utterly implausible, but it's harmless and it makes you laugh inside when they go on tangents about this silly thing yet again? That's how I imagine Hall's friends treat him with the Montreal theory he has.

Sorry, that may be bad wording on my part. He did this eight doubles thing a couple of weeks ago.

If I recall the episode correctly, he bought eight doubles to eat throughout Wrestlemania weekend while he was working for MLW, because apparently he had little faith he would find anything to eat while he was working TV tapings, so he kept them in his hotel room over a couple of days. So not only was it reheated Wendy's, but it was two or three day old reheated Wendy's. Jim Cornette is a strange man.

Cornette's podcast is the only wrestling podcast I listen to, solely because of random off-topic tangents about fast food. His eight Wendy's doubles thing wasn't even my favorite of his Wendy's tangents. Oh no, my favorite is this one:

I went over to a friend's house to watch this and fell asleep on her couch at four different points in the show, but that may also be because I'm usually in bed by 9:30 and the show didn't end until nearly three hours later. Either way that Triple H/Batista match sure didn't help.

One of the best pieces of advice I was given when it comes to work is that there are three main components to work: get paid, get experience, enjoy what you do. Of those three, you shouldn't settle for anything less than two. Of course, it was also suggested that I should know my worth and refuse to budge if someone wants me to work for less than what I'm worth, because chances are that the experience won't be worth it/useful overall and I won't enjoy it.

Well that's clearly no good.

Today is the Transgender Day of Visibility, and I wish to report that I remain opaque and indeed quite visible when within line of sight.

And now I've headcanoned Link to be a trans woman, thanks mid-1980s Japanese magazine.

Brad Armstrong is literally the only person that can use the Russian Legsweep for his finish and I'll totally buy it. His was that good.

His hot sauce was also some of the worst I've ever tried.

I finally got around to getting a new license today now that the gender marker's been changed in my records, and that feels pretty fulfilling. Spoilered for aforementioned shyness.

I remember seeing results from one of NOVA Pro's shows that had something like 50 wrestlers on it, but only about 200 people in the crowd, and wondering how on earth they were making payroll. Wonder no longer I suppose.

Either that, or they suddenly had a more personal understanding of what being gay meant after someone they knew came out. Tends to happen a lot with personal experience. I noticed a lot of people in my life stopped using anti-trans slurs once they came to understand that I was trans.