A few notes:
Links...
Some of my links are disappearing... Some will be added. Let me explain... I am a fickle girl; I also am impatient as hell. When someone does not blog on average for days and days at a time, I get frustrated. Everyone has busy lives, I have a busy life. NEVERTHELESS, I NEED GRATIFICATION. So A Minute Longer is leaving us, Will is back stateside and isn't posting anymore, thank God. Still check it out, he had a great following. Also, Belle de Jour will be leaving as well. She is great, as most of you know already, but truthfully, she has a book deal, she is busy, she doesn't blog at a satisfying rate. So... There you are... Check out the additions... I'm sure you'll be as pleased as I am to have some fresh reading material.
In other news...
I am having some serious waves of panic going on today. The closer finals get the more panicked I become. I have no idea how to combat this, as I am taking all medication regularly, getting plenty of sleep and avoiding amphetamines like the plague. So in an effort to help myself I pulled on the shirt D left here Saturday. It smells like him. It’s a blue polo with cat hair all over it. Still, it smells like him, and he is the third-most comforting person in my life (my mama is the first and BQ is the second). This does not seem to be helping a great deal, so I'm doing some cathartic blogging (RIGHT NOW!!) before hitting the books and writing my term paper for Lit Studies. I just need to calm down. I have meditation on my list of things to do this summer...
In other, other news...
I have renewed my commitment to be more politically savvy. When I voted in my first presidential election I had no idea what I'd was voting for... I'm not looking for a repeat performance this November. Previous to now, my personal struggles were just too great to try to focus on anything but myself. Now that things have settled a bit I think its time to look outward and try to know things about the world. I just disgusted myself a bit; it’s hard for a totally selfish person to hear themselves admit that they want to know about something other than themselves. I guess it was a combination of talking to BQ last night (who is, by the way the smartest person I know, she's probably the smartest person you know too, that is if you knew her, anyway...) and reading Feministe for a while today. I guess I just feel that I could be smarter about things...
Tell me about your politics... I need input. Lots.
The last piece of news...
The job search is underway. Last night I was up until 3 AM scouring the Internet for something suitable. It looks likely that I will be waitressing again, this time at a 50's diner "theme" restaurant. Imagine me in a 50's waitress uniform and red lipstick. When briefly discussed with E his reaction was "Mmmm, could you wear those nylons with the seams up the back?" I was not particularly amused. I have a few retail options, but part-time jobs seem to be scarce in my area. I have to get on this immediately. Wretch. Summer "vacation" will not be a vacation at all. I can't say I'm THAT disappointed.
Links...
Some of my links are disappearing... Some will be added. Let me explain... I am a fickle girl; I also am impatient as hell. When someone does not blog on average for days and days at a time, I get frustrated. Everyone has busy lives, I have a busy life. NEVERTHELESS, I NEED GRATIFICATION. So A Minute Longer is leaving us, Will is back stateside and isn't posting anymore, thank God. Still check it out, he had a great following. Also, Belle de Jour will be leaving as well. She is great, as most of you know already, but truthfully, she has a book deal, she is busy, she doesn't blog at a satisfying rate. So... There you are... Check out the additions... I'm sure you'll be as pleased as I am to have some fresh reading material.
In other news...
I am having some serious waves of panic going on today. The closer finals get the more panicked I become. I have no idea how to combat this, as I am taking all medication regularly, getting plenty of sleep and avoiding amphetamines like the plague. So in an effort to help myself I pulled on the shirt D left here Saturday. It smells like him. It’s a blue polo with cat hair all over it. Still, it smells like him, and he is the third-most comforting person in my life (my mama is the first and BQ is the second). This does not seem to be helping a great deal, so I'm doing some cathartic blogging (RIGHT NOW!!) before hitting the books and writing my term paper for Lit Studies. I just need to calm down. I have meditation on my list of things to do this summer...
In other, other news...
I have renewed my commitment to be more politically savvy. When I voted in my first presidential election I had no idea what I'd was voting for... I'm not looking for a repeat performance this November. Previous to now, my personal struggles were just too great to try to focus on anything but myself. Now that things have settled a bit I think its time to look outward and try to know things about the world. I just disgusted myself a bit; it’s hard for a totally selfish person to hear themselves admit that they want to know about something other than themselves. I guess it was a combination of talking to BQ last night (who is, by the way the smartest person I know, she's probably the smartest person you know too, that is if you knew her, anyway...) and reading Feministe for a while today. I guess I just feel that I could be smarter about things...
Tell me about your politics... I need input. Lots.
The last piece of news...
The job search is underway. Last night I was up until 3 AM scouring the Internet for something suitable. It looks likely that I will be waitressing again, this time at a 50's diner "theme" restaurant. Imagine me in a 50's waitress uniform and red lipstick. When briefly discussed with E his reaction was "Mmmm, could you wear those nylons with the seams up the back?" I was not particularly amused. I have a few retail options, but part-time jobs seem to be scarce in my area. I have to get on this immediately. Wretch. Summer "vacation" will not be a vacation at all. I can't say I'm THAT disappointed.
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