I want to object somehow that this is my year and I have set up to be so organised and self sufficient so I don't see why at the end of one week it is me sitting in my room and crying whilst reading poetry ( Read more... )

I could have spent this evening doing something useful like reading up on medieval Scandinavian manuscripts but instead I took the anti-choice bait and got all self-righteous and feminist. Or more precisely, common sense-ist.

The Society for the Protection of Unborn Children (well, at least they don't aim for subtlety) is up in arms about sex ( Read more... )

In some ways I am ashamed of myself for having felt the need to create this alias behind which to hide because I do not believe that anything I have done ought to require concealment but I am also aware of the practical issues that having chosen not to inform my family of my abortion I would like to prevent them from learning of it third hand and ( Read more... )