Monthly Archives: October 2008

Frustration, not to be confused with desperation

I once knew a woman who zipped through labor with her second child. Out of nowhere, the pain was immense. “Bring me drugs,” she begged her husband. He shook his head no. She punched him in the face. “Bring me drugs!” she demanded. The nurse shook her head no. My friend had missed the window [...]

365

I know it isn’t always evident, but I started this site as an outlet for writing. I wanted a place that would pull me to write, a spot of permanence where others might eventually read it. The hope was that the writing would improve, that there wouldn’t be the need for quite so many ellipses [...]

Maxed

I’ve read before, mostly in tweetlore, that there are times when the Internet community becomes suffocating. I’ve been dismayed with blogging before, of course, and have at least once taken a hiatus from writing online because some in my real world could not respect boundaries. But for the most part, I find this community to [...]

Twitter Me This

I’ve been using Twitter for a couple of months now and am able to provide critical analysis from a clinical psychology PhD dropout’s perspective. This should hit the scholarly literature any day now. Any day now.
Too much @tting back and forth on a single topic will serve to 1) alienate those tweeters, twits, twats (per [...]

Bachelorette redux

Although this post is more than a year old, three people have mentioned it to me in the last week (and pointed and laughed while doing so, which I also call Saturday). Those who have been to my place in recent weeks can attest to the fact that things are likely in a similar condition. [...]

Hush, hush

There’s a container of brownies in the work kitchen and they’re calling my name. It’s not the normal kind of call that red wine makes, which is more of a low, slow Barry White type of call, with some really lovely and unexpected boyish undertones. It’s certainly not the same as the Milk Duds in [...]

Decided

I find it hard to believe that there are still undecided voters. These candidates are as different as night and day, as dissimilar as Madonna and Guy, apparently. In my mind, not knowing which of these bohunks you favor is ludicrous simply because you must have a firm position on at least one major topic. [...]

The post for which I make you do all the work, while I sit back and eat bonbons

BlogHer DC was a great gathering. I won’t recap any more than I already have and won’t be posting any pics of me high fiving other bloggers, which I may or may not have done, or chest bumping, which most certainly did not occur at any time, with or without the assistance of wine and [...]

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