Protected: My belated birthday present

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Bag spam: what’s in my bag? And what’s in yours?

I’ve got friends who keep sending me little memes that I have no intention to spam other people in my Gmail address book with. I can, however, spam the readers of this blog! So for those of you who are, for some reason, dying to know what’s in my bag, here’s a rundown: – Work [...]

Agency Shmagency, or why I really couldn’t care less about “the new single womanhood”

While I read Rebecca Traister’s feature on recent memoirs by young, single American women (it’s one everything from the wonderful Carlene Bauer’s Not That Kind of Girl to the upcoming Bitch Is the New Black), I gradually became aware of the fact that I was not alone in the room. There was a persistent, monotone [...]

“I’m never gonna say I’m sorry”

The title of this post was inspired by the immortal artistry of Ace of Base. Sarah wrote about sex & guilt for Feministe the other day, and it goes me thinking about love & guilt. Because, in all honesty, I have a harder time with the second topic. “I’m in love” is a phrase my [...]

LOST: though mixed with God and Nature thou ;)

So here’s a coincidence – LOST ran for 6 years, just the amount of time that I had wound up spending with the person I loved and, in a way, will always love. For most of the time I watched the show, I was pretty much sharing it – just like sketchy water in a [...]

Nothing ever goes right

Obviously, before I typed in the title of this post, I knew it to be incorrect. Things go right all the time. You cross the street, a Bentley driven by someone who may or may not be coked-out at the moment emphatically does not run you over, and something has gone right. It’s just exhausting [...]

“Not all tears are an evil”

I was sitting across from a famous man in a cafe, crying my eyes out into a napkin. The famous man slid his hand across the table and got a hold of mine. “How can I help?” He asked. “Talk to me, just talk to me,” I said. The waiter paused with my tea. People [...]

“And she always knows her place”

Once upon a time, I was grocery shopping at one a.m., because I rock like that. And because, well, there were actually a couple of 24-hour grocery shops near to where I live (this is all part of a great cycle of enabling – “why buy orange juice and bread after I’m done with work, [...]

Falling in and out of love while feminist

Jaclyn Friedman talking about fucking while feminist. Jill Filipovic talked about dating while feminist. I’m going to talk about falling in and out love while feminist. Of course, we’re all still talking about the same things, pretty much. I’m going to use the word “love,” and I am going to blame my mother. I dragged [...]

I cannot get out, said the starling

Am off on one of my bizarre road-trips tomorrow. Already, I am wrung out , and I have at least 5 days of other people’s booze and sight-seeing and work and terror ahead of me. Going to see Krakow for the first time. Well, technically it won’t be the first, but my childhood memories of [...]