I woke up early enough today to watch the sun burning off some thick fog right now. It is a lovely, lovely feeling to wake up early and super rested and just lie in bed, feeling happy! This week has been busy but really quite good.
oliviacirce is coming to hang out at my apartment for the first time in the nearly two and a half (!!) years I've lived here. I have a new fern (I really like ferns) and can repot my poor spider plant that's gotten way too big for its pot as soon as I'm sure I have enough new soil. I've had two 10K-plus walking days in a row. I had an amazing massage from a former construction worker who's not only great at massage but has that dry, nerdy geek humor (we got along at once!). I kind of accidentally bought some
real expensive shoes that I'm wildly going back and forth on. (I worry that my general "bombshell" curviness, calves included, is at odds with how delicate they make my feet look. But like!! They're Fryes, and I could probably wear them forever! And I'm sure they look great from outside my own head, you know?) I finished transcribing an interview that had been kind of torturing me since before Christmas. I'm feeling optimistic about so many things! Antidepressants work, friends! Three cheers for mood stabilizers!
One thing I wanted to put to you all: Anyone here have thoughts on IUDs? The nurse practitioner at Planned Parenthood recommended I think about getting one in a few months. Yea? Nay? I feel like I've heard several of you rave happily about them. I'm mostly looking in the context of mood swings, to be honest, since my worst moments tend to happen in the week before my period hits.
Some links:
My links! Things I’m Verbing: Rebel librarians, CEO presidents and lost boys who need to wander back, as always, includes things that will make you smile as well as shake your head.
Broadly, Vice's women's site, wins for headline of the week: "Study: Straight Women Are Having Fewer Orgasms Because of Their Useless Partners." Speak that truth!
You know how aggressively bored I am by dudeslash, but this writeup of Jewish gangsters and Meyer Lansky in particular suddenly has me wanting epic stories of gangsters in love: So a Nazi Walks Into an Iron Bar.
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