I am astounded by how little money I have managed to save up this year. Living at home, spending money on nothing except gas, parking in New Haven, booze and the occasional iced coffee or cheeseburger out with my buds, and I have an absolutely pitiful baby child amount of money. And suddenly I am scheduled to quit my job and it's all like WAIT WAIT ( Read more... )

( What is happening. What is happening. )

I've been in a bad place for a really long time. Longer than I care to admit, really. Whole days off spent curled up in my room, quiet on the outside but with a little knot of hysteria pulsing on the inside. I've been ignoring the fact that time is passing and that life is moving, with or without me. But I'm tired of it, and I think I'm getting ( Read more... )

Most days lately I've felt like I've been fading in and out. Auto-pilot, cruise control, forward momentum, something is carrying me through my days without any input from the lady upstairs. At work, I've started to stutter and misread orders and invert numbers. I did this a lot my summer after my senior year of high school. I was so tired I stopped ( Read more... )

I am so scared of travel. I'm not talking about vacations, of a week or a month in hotels and shops and cafes in a new place. I'm scared of taking a running leap off the solid cliff edge of home and diving into the cold, whistling emptiness of the world. I'm scared of living for long periods of time away from the places and the people and the ruts ( Read more... )

Well, I just posted my first cover letter, resume, and writing sample for a Real Person Job. It is with Women's Campaign International at their Philadelphia base of operations. Reading through their list of qualifications and expectations, it was super weird to realize that I am actually supremely well-qualified for the position ( Read more... )

So. In my internet wanderings I've been running across a lot of pop culture lists and reviews and such with titles like "Best Books/Movies/CD's/Politician Goofs/Holy Shit Moments of the 00's." It's a little weird, because until I saw them I absolutely failed to register that we are winding down to the end of a decade. I got finals to worry about, ( Read more... )

"The intense desire to talk with someone, sharp as any pain; this was what people meant when they talked about love. Or rather; this was what Sax would acknowledge to be love. Just the super-heightened desire to share thoughts. That alone. Oh Ann, please talk to me ( Read more... )

So I just finished what may be my favorite paper of my entire academic career, a critical feminist analysis of the DC animated film Superman/Batman: Public Enemies for my women in film class. In it, I examine cultural privileging of the homosocial bond, the diminishment of female power and agency, and the heteronormative invisibilization of male ( Read more... )

I finally worked up the courage to bring my fried laptop into the repair shop today. All I really cared about was getting my documents back. My entire college life was preserved on that thing. Resumes, stories, essays (including the one I wanted to use for grad school submission), poetry, some sketchy, rambling journal entries. All my thoughts that ( Read more... )