So a lot of my f-list (okay, most recently, just introductory) is posting really neat little lists about their WiPs and stuff, and it looks so nice and organized that it's tempting me into trying it, even though, uh. I am the least organized person ever ( Read more... )

So I spent most of today in my normal absent minded scientist/genki girl cyclic thing, but part of the day in a funk while brooding over, like, internalized misogyny because, you know. Harley and IF YOU LOVE RAVEN SO MUCH WHERE IS THE FIC, and I never listen to my riot grrrl bands anymore and POC issues and privilege and I'm no longer vegan and I ( Read more... )

So today, outside our door, I was tying my sneakers or something because we were on our way to the gym. Boyfriend wanted to lock the door with my keys, which were inside my small wallet inside my big wallet, and he was trying to close it afterwards, and puzzled. "No, no," I explained, "The clasp doesn't do anything. The secret is magnets."

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Also: brief mentions of class warfare and liberal elite guilt, or: why I feel bad about wanting to fuck cowboys. Mostly I just talk about cowboys. But first:

( here I take a brief moment to complain )