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can't talk now, euggie's 30th birthday, byyyyyyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeee!!!







happy friday, HAPPIER BUUURRRRRRTHDAAAAAAYYYY!

off and back.

i spent years feeling unsettled... always working towards a something. i don't remember when it started exactly. university? just after? i am not sure. it seems like forever ago. there was always a something. tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow... forever waiting to be living completely.

(probably it is a 20s something. feeling like you are preparing for being a whole thing. (almost out of those. 20s...))

anyways. i wasn't, anymore, for a little while. just for a few months. all of the things stopped being somewhere else and were just being. i loved all of the things right here and right now. i was present and happy and good. job life home friends love city. it's not that before i was unhappy. just not there.

and then: there.

still looking forward and excited and wondering and nervous... but there. here... present.

and now. not, again. waiting. looking. and it is harder to go backwards. it turns out. than to feel behind in the first place. i am sick of looking forward. making choices for then instead of now. i would like to just be here.

i was very happy and very here.

badassed business

in the last week i have written two (2) very awesome telling-you-what-i-think-but-still-being-nice-but-honest-you-suck emails. i am getting very very good at those types of emails.

i even managed to use some strong words on the phone with a toner pirate... i am very very good at these things at my job.

i wish i wish i was as effective at getting my point across via my-real-life-feelings-not-about-work-talking-and-not-crying-so-much. man that would be great. but not yet. sigh, cry, cry. mumble, sputter, pout.

one more time with feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelings... ... ... ... ... ...

{prefall christian dior 2013, photos courtesy of christian dior by way of style.com}

ff

in an epic case of 'hahahaha ooooops!' todd akin said the worst ever thing this week. and of course the internets. is. talkin. bout. it. (and republicans in general.)

* this one is particularly good so i'm setting it on its own...

i could post 18 bazillions more links, but i'll spare you all that underlined text.

i didn't reeeeally want to talk about this. because it is insane and so rage-inducing and beyond comprehension that i'm all 'nooooooooooo!' about blorging on the subject. but. then again.people who refuse to call themselves feminists, even, are posting alllll about it in a mad fervor.

this is one of a million and ten things that being a feminist means to me: believing that people in power positions should be educated about the things that are asserting power over. being outraged that there are people in 2012 who do not know the most basic details of how the female reproductive system works who are attempting to assert any level of power or control over those female reproductive systems. i don't think that is a radical point of view.

oh! and also a point for BETTER SEX EDUCATION IN THE US. (and we ain't sooo wise here either, canada. i do have a friend who believed that a headstand after intercourse was functional birth control. a sexually active friend. and a pile o' other crazy ideas about how our baby-makers work. that is to say that this whole thing, sadly sadly, did not surprise me. heaviest sigh.)

sparkling white

purchase post!

you know when you make a purchase that makes you feel mega sophisticated and grown up? like, say, white 100% cotton, 600 thread count sheets? feels good. and then. there are the towering sparkling purple heels you bought yourself as a birthday gift. and you think. this has balanced out nicely...

i am the envy of 12 year old girls everywhere. hey 12 year olds! being a grown up RULES! i'm gonna go eat marshmallows and pretend i'm a ballerina because i am the boss of me! okay? COOL!