Justice Ruth Bader Ginsberg has died, and Moscow Mitch couldn't even wait for her body to get cold before proving what a lousy fucking hypocrite he is. I hate him, and it would give me great pleasure to wake up tomorrow morning and hear that he'd been hit on the head by a large chunk of blue ice from a passing airplane.

Justice Scalia died in ( Read more... )

I've given in to vanity. I visited an electrologist with quiet_dignitea and got my chin whiskers zapped ( Read more... )

I have presents for last Monkey Day for my sisters-in-law, brother-in-law, niece, and nephew, and birthday presents for one of the SILs and for the BIL that really need to get wrapped and mailed. I was not actually finished making them all until March, but that still means they've been sitting around for about two months ( Read more... )

I am scheduled to have a c-section at 8:00 am on 5/25/10. It is a most ungodly hour, but I don't get a lot of say in that.

We're planning to pick up the crib either this Saturday, or Tuesday. Hopefully we'll get our bedroom sorted out sometime in the next four weeks and figure out where to put it.

We have to talk to the_original1's mom and see if she can ( Read more... )

First, there was Schrödinger's Rapist: or a guy's guide to approaching strange women without being maced. In my opinion, the woman who wrote it is letting fear rule her life and is treating men unfairly.

Now, there's a response on another 'blog, this one written by a man who is, himself, a rape victim. I think he brings up many good points. My ( Read more... )

Not when we let the insurance companies control health care. This woman is being told she can't deliver her baby at the hospital of her choice, unless it's by C-section. Why? Really? Because health and malpractice insurers don't like vaginal births, particularly VBAC (Vaginal Birth After Caesarean ( Read more... )

( TMI, just for my records )

I made an appointment to get my hair cut, this Saturday.

I haven't had my hair cut in over five years, and that time was just me giving myself bangs (bad idea). It's been at least six since someone with any training touched my hair (and she had to quit stylist school before she was finished). The last time someone with a license cut my hair was ( Read more... )

Not only is it That Time of the Month, but I got the lastest in a long line (well, it seems long to me) of rejection letters for "Changing Lanes."

To make matters worse, the tangerine I brought to work today, for which I am getting my hands all sticky and possibly getting juice spots on my monitor, is bland.

One piece of good news is that ( Read more... )