It All Ends
This morning, I finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows on the B train on my way down to my last day of full-time work (for now). I cried and cried and cried at the end of the book, the same way I did the first time I read it, but this time around I was even sadder that there’s nothing more to come. Obviously I was happy crying, because everything about the end is so beautifully done,...
No boats. One bus. Eight hours of work. Two trains. And now, couch and BLT. Yawnsies.
Sometimes I Am A Fourteen-Year-Old →
Oh hey, Neville, good to see you again. You look busy, can I help you with that bag? Or those sunglasses maybe? No, it’s not too much, I promise. Here, you can be helpful and hold all of my clothes.
I Bought This And Love It, And If You Are A Lady... →
Ok, truth be told, I haven’t worn it in said water yet, but it came in the mail today, and it fits exactly how I always dreamed a tankini top would fit. Which is to say: snug but not curling-up tight on bottom, with enough lift-and-separate to not make me feel like the tatas are secure without looking fortressed. Adjustable straps! DOUBLE straps! (Each side is one long strap, doubled over....
As I Was Just Marveling At My Brown, Red And Gray... →
Can you read the speech off your phone? No, you cannot read the speech off your...– Wedding toast tips: Don’t mention the coke-fueled orgies. -Slate (via slateinbrief) Look, yes you can, if by “read the speech,” you mean “glance at your notes.” I don’t know why it’s any different to be holding an ink-soaked cocktail napkin with notes, why...
Summer Addictions So Far
1) Harry Potter and the Anything. I’m there. I’m at the point where I was the first time I read any of them, where all I want to be doing is reading and finding out what happens next. Which is the reason I’m doing the re-read: because I devoured them so quickly the first time around that I don’t remember anything. Hell, I’ve read 6.25 of them in a row now and I...
Girl, I Didn't Know You Could Get Down Like That
I bought a pair of cutoff jean shorts yesterday. I tried them on in wooden-soled platform sandals. Somehow, as a result of this, I have been singing Destiny’s Child’s Greatest Hits, 1999-2003, nonstop in my head.
Photoessay On Dad: More Than You Wanted To See Or...
Here we are on the deck at the old house (the one we moved out of when I was 3, in 1986), I think. I am teaching this nice man in his mid-30s the ins and outs of that camera lens, obviously. I have no idea how old I am in this picture, because baby ages make zero sense to me. Also, cheeks. Also, my hair has not really changed: Here we are last week at Caroline’s wedding. Did you think I...
Friday Night! (or In Which I Sneak A Lot Of...
And I just finished The Half-Blood Prince (again)! It only took me about half as long to re-read this one as it took me to re-read Order of the Phoenix, because Harry is not a BITCH in this one. But now! Now I get (back) to The Deathly Hallows! I am excited. Because: 1) I have been saying I was going to reread the books in advance of movie releases since the movies started coming out, and I...
I am standing in the train station waiting for it to stop pouring. So, I guess, are these two. It’s been going on for 2-3 minutes, just like this.
Girly-girls, infanitilization, and what we're...
fightwithknives: In the past week we’ve been talking about the girliness of girly-girls and how maybe we should try to dress like we take ourselves seriously and act like women. There is a lot of truth behind this argument, although we can’t all wear heels all the time (and I have no fashion problem with sneakers and skirts, or the occasional bird, or being pretty and feminine). Actually, it is...
I have very wonderful friends. Wonderful, adorably stalky, boogietastic, now mostly married friends. Netflix instant works on 3G on my phone. Accordingly, I could ride the bus FOREVER. I am never too dressed up to eat a piggy in a blanket. I am making macaroni & cheese and watching the Tonys right now. Whew.
Next time, buy your bus snacks after you’ve eaten your lunch.
Start Watching These Now →
I will be watching them all very soon. I remember SO MANY of these. Being a nerd is so great, y’all. I would be watching them now, but I don’t think crying at work is appropriate in this case.
Hey, Plaxico, Here's What You Missed While You... →
This is wonderfully hilarious. Thanks, futt.
Isn't He Thoughtful?
That feller of mine just emailed me this article with a note that says, “Well. Here is one thing you could do part-time.” Fortunately, he knows that being a bridesmaid already is my part-time job! But only through this weekend! Then I am possibly done! POSSIBLY FOR LIFE, AS FAR AS I KNOW! (Private note to my three married and one extremely soon-to-be-married friends for whom I have...
Explain This To Me, Please
Why don’t all standard workdays start at 8:00am and end at 4:00pm? Four hours before noon, four hours after noon, and then it’s FOUR O’CLOCK AND YOU ARE DONE WITH WORK. Seriously, I think I want to make this a thing. I think I want to work 8:00 to 4:00 forever. Or at least in the summers. Why isn’t this a thing? Don’t say early mornings.
Oh And Yes
I am wearing these shoes in tan in that picture: Futt and I both have them. She also has them in black. They are the best idea shoes I have ever bought. I love them to pieces. And yes, my reaction to potential paycheck-related crises is to shop, thank you for asking.
Should we talk about Friday now? Let’s talk about Friday. On Friday I got to work and was told that my position is losing some of its duties and being shifted, as of 7/1, to a 3 day a week role. The tasks I’m losing are, to me, the most interesting parts of my job; the tasks I’m keeping are the parts I get less joy from but am really, exceptionally good at. The position...
cajunboy: “You know what, I didn’t mess up about Paul Revere. Here’s what Paul Revere did. He warned the Americans that ‘the British were coming, the British were coming’ and they were going to try to take our arms… . But remember, the British had already been there … part of his ride was to warn the British that were already there that, ‘hey, you’re not going to succeed. You’re not going to...
Relevant Excerpt From LazyBookReviews
lazybookreviews: Now, one could say, perhaps I could learn to muddle along without constant positive reinforcement, but, again, born in 1982. Thanks so much, supportive hippie parents. The original post is great, but y’all, those last two lines. That’s basically my life in a nutshell. If I had been born four days earlier. Also, this New Yorker cartoon was done in piped icing on my...
A funny thing starring my buddy Blake. I like it when my friends are successful.
The Bird as Symbol in Current Culture
natashavc: I first noticed the bird motif on the pro-ana sites. Girls described wanting to have bird bones, to be feather thin, ‘become frail’, to be light as air, be delicate, small, like a shimmering, (starving) sparrow. The bird lust has seeped into other facets of culture, fashion primarily. Bird tats, shirts, golden necklaces on mall teens; over priced frumpy Anthropolgie dresses with...
New Birth Control for Men: 100% effective for 10...
hamandheroin: When it comes to birth control, it’s a lot harder figuring out how to stop a bajillion little sperm than one little egg, but a scientist in India has managed to develop an injection for men that has so far proven to be 100% effective and completely reversible with no side effects. Sign me up. The injection is called RISUG, which stands for “reversible inhibition of sperm under...
"...Atheist scientists are not using an... →
I <3 the smarts.
People Are Such Dicks.
lazybookreviews: I’m making a short-term resolution to stop reading comments. I know all sensible people have already realized this, but even twenty minutes on Gawker, depending on the article in question, leads me to think about gathering our domestic mammals together and moving to a nice kibbutz. Or, not a kibbutz, because then the comments are a) about how Israelis = Nazis, or b) the...