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I think I've had a fucking personality transplant.
Exhibit 1: I am going to Michigan Womyn's Music Festival this year. I find every aspect of this experience so terrifying and ridiculous, I'm pretty much obligated to attend. Seriously, sweat lodges? Stilt walking? Lesbian "orgies"? (Even though I would be kicked out of any potential "orgy" for inability to stop giggling.) It promises to be equal parts horrible and fucking fantastic. Plus, I'm going on my own, which I find really exciting. It's like finding out you can eat lunch at a restaurant in the city, on your own, and not get all neurotic and self-conscious. Only, on a way larger, way more naked scale. I promise, though, that I won't start spelling woman with a y.
Exhibit 2: This is kind of related, but I'm kind of obsessed with the idea of camping right now. I've always been an "indoor girl," but I already have 2 camping trips planned for this summer. I blame law school. Put 20-something kids in a law library for hours a day, make them read the Federal Rules of Civil Procedure, and this kind of crazy personality reversal is inevitable.
Exhibit 3: I talk about being gay with my mom and dad now. It's...amazing. I actually feel really guilty for how little credit I've given them these past few years. Maybe I give everyone too little credit though? Generally, this has been a year of finding out how fucking amazing people can be if you give them a chance.
Exhibit 4: Sometimes, under the right circumstances, I find law jokes really ridiculously funny. I'm not proud of this one.
Exhibit 1: I am going to Michigan Womyn's Music Festival this year. I find every aspect of this experience so terrifying and ridiculous, I'm pretty much obligated to attend. Seriously, sweat lodges? Stilt walking? Lesbian "orgies"? (Even though I would be kicked out of any potential "orgy" for inability to stop giggling.) It promises to be equal parts horrible and fucking fantastic. Plus, I'm going on my own, which I find really exciting. It's like finding out you can eat lunch at a restaurant in the city, on your own, and not get all neurotic and self-conscious. Only, on a way larger, way more naked scale. I promise, though, that I won't start spelling woman with a y.
Exhibit 2: This is kind of related, but I'm kind of obsessed with the idea of camping right now. I've always been an "indoor girl," but I already have 2 camping trips planned for this summer. I blame law school. Put 20-something kids in a law library for hours a day, make them read the Federal Rules of Civil Procedure, and this kind of crazy personality reversal is inevitable.
Exhibit 3: I talk about being gay with my mom and dad now. It's...amazing. I actually feel really guilty for how little credit I've given them these past few years. Maybe I give everyone too little credit though? Generally, this has been a year of finding out how fucking amazing people can be if you give them a chance.
Exhibit 4: Sometimes, under the right circumstances, I find law jokes really ridiculously funny. I'm not proud of this one.