1. Man, nobody has to like Valentine's Day, and I get a lot of the reasons why people don't (consumerism, the erasure of spiritual and religious aspects from what was once a holy festival, general tackiness), but I enjoy many aspects of it! And I am, wait for it, dating a woman! Even though I am also a woman!  And we are into the tackiness, let me ( Read more... )

( SONGS THAT MAKE ME REALLY HAPPY, part one of ? )

The nice thing about today was that I got to see Hilary and catch up on Marble Hornets. Hilary's apartment has wooden floors! (Since I tend to compare apartments to the various dorm rooms I've lived in, I'm a bit easily impressed.) I like wooden floors. They're excellent for sliding around in your socks, and they sweep up easy, and they don't make ( Read more... )

1. I live under an internet rock; I had never looked at MetaFilter before today, and was only vaguely aware of its existence at all.

...Wow. Comprehensive! Cool beans. I sense a new timesuck.

2. Carrie! I got your letter; thanks! The red flower on the stamp is lovely. It makes me feel bad for using those tacky, cheap-o Statue of Liberty and American ( Read more... )

Here is a gallery of "non-sexualized photographs of normal breasts." (Probably NSFW.) I just think it's good to be reminded that bodies can look a lot of different ways, and that things you're sure are strange and ugly about your own may actually be very common and ordinary. (Blah blah blah patriarchy blah blah blah capitalism blah blah blah stick ( Read more... )

Thursday night, my last night at Warren Wilson, I ended up talking and dancing with about every person in the creative writing department who I can actually be bothered to both respect and like down in Rex and Ilinca's room. We were drinking noxious cocktails that looked like they ought to be sizzling in beakers in some B-movie mad scientist's lab ( Read more... )

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One of my grandmothers has this strange curse where, every time she goes to a new restaurant or bakery or whatever she orders the worst thing on the menu and ends up picking bits off of everybody else's dishes because her own is so unappealing. I seem to have inherited this trait a little bit. Last night I went with my roommate and her boyfriend ( Read more... )

     I spend so much time at the library that I get invited to actual staff parties, where it's a bunch of librarians and pages and assistants and the head librarian's 13-year-old daughter and Donny the security guard and me. I'm not sure that all of them know that I don't work there. But it's fun, it's fun to go and be the one who takes the ( Read more... )

Lauren: "I like your awkwardness. It's reassuring."

(It's wonderful because awkwardness really isn't the sort of thing anyone would compliment unless they meant it.)

(And Lauren-who-I-still-call-Lauren Olivia-in-my-head: thank you so much.)