“Odd that the main moral woe-criers on abortion are also the people who have done most to block proper birth control and starve research and education about it of funds.”
—The Joy of Sex (1972)
September 2011
22 posts
Sometimes, I seriously doubt my ability to be at all competent in the areas in which I’m majoring.
Social Work, in theory, is something I’d be good at. Clinical Social Work, that is. Working one on one with someone, and assisting them in getting their lives back on track. But I just don’t know if I have the patience and emotional capability of working to closely, and for so long, with so many types of people…some being incredibly difficult to work with. My strengths push me toward this type of work…but my weaknesses also pull me away. So I’m just really kind of unsure. Should I be unsure? I feel like social work is important enough of an area that you really shouldn’t be unsure about whether or not you should even major in the subject, let alone practice it.
And Spanish…I just really want to be fluent. I want to be competent in any dialect. I’m just scared that I won’t be.
Murmurmurmurrrrrrrr I need a slice of self esteem pie.
“The total number of people living in poverty — defined in 2010 as at or below an income of $22,314 for a family of four — is now at the highest level in the 52 years the statistic has been collected.”
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US Poverty rate reaches 15.1%
Sobering stat for the day courtesy of WaPo
“People say, ‘I’m going to sleep now,’ as if it were nothing. But it’s really a bizarre activity. ‘For the next several hours, while the sun is gone, I’m going to become unconscious, temporarily losing command over everything I know and understand. When the sun returns, I will resume my life. If you didn’t know what sleep was, and you had only seen it in a science fiction movie, you would think it was weird and tell all your friends about the movie you’d seen. They had these people, you know? And they would walk around all day and be OK? And then, once a day, usually after dark, they would lie down on these special platforms and become unconscious. They would stop functioning almost completely, except deep in their minds they would have adventures and experiences that were completely impossible in real life. As they lay there, completely vulnerable to their enemies, their only movements were to occasionally shift from one position to another; or, if one of the ‘mind adventures’ got too real, they would sit up and scream and be glad they weren’t unconscious anymore. Then they would drink a lot of coffee. So, next time you see someone sleeping, make believe you’re in a science fiction movie. And whisper, ‘The creature is regenerating itself.”
—George Carlin (via arreter)
I’m ready for pumpkin spice lattes and cookies, warm socks pulled over leggings and tucked into boots, pea coats and blazers, crunchy leaves and crisp air, coming home and curling up under a blanket… I’m ready for fall.
GPOY “look at my sex hair, it does that sans sex” edition. my apologies, however…clothing is present in this picture even if that looks false.
oh hey that’s my bedroom in le apartment btdubs.
August 2011
32 posts
Gotta say, it feels preeeetty weird not being in Albion right now.
That school was never the right fit for me, but regardless, I spent the last 2 years there. Seeing everyone’s posts about their first weekend/day of class made me feel, dare I say it…nostalgic?
Well, I move into the new apartment on Friday, and then I’ll be a Bronco. It’s going to be a ridiculously huge change, in like every way possible. WMU is a bazillion times larger than Albion. I’ve never roomed with people I was actually good friends with, let alone with the person I’m dating as well. I’m paying for rent and food and electricity and errthaang. Totally new, and I’m a bit nervous you guys. I haven’t even started packing yet really.
hurmmmmmm
“I tell my piano the things I used to tell you.”
—Chopin (via soundandfury)
TMI 2.0
But seriously you guys.
I give thanks to the gods of The Pill. I don’t usually have horrible times with Aunt Flo since I’ve been taking it. But.
THIS IS NOT A HAPPY PERIOD RIGHT NOW.
Like what the hell? WHY CAN’T I FIT INTO MY PANTS I HAVE NEVER BEEN THIS BLOATED EVER IN MY LIFE.
maaaan, phuk dis shit. Ima go get a sex change brb.
Nick’s back home!! :)
Now there’s no more long distance relationship until next summer. It’s kind of weird to think about, since we’ve been long distance for the majority of our relationship. Now we’ll be living in the same apartment.
Yusssss. I kinda like it when things work out better than expected.
