Day Six of being sick. You know the song and dance. I’m sick. I’m sick of being sick. I’m sick of being sick of being sick. It would be easier if I just had the flu or something. Then, I could be full-out sick for three days, feel like shit, but be better in a… Continue Reading
Day Five of being sick. I’m tired. So tired. And, to be honest, bored. I hate myself when I’m sick. I’m whiny and grumpy and get exhausted within seconds of doing anything. By anything, I mean sitting up, going to the bathroom, or going grocery shopping. All things I did today, by the way. I… Continue Reading
Day whatever of being sick. Feeling a little better, but still drained. Despite the title of this post, I’ve gotten some sleep. Probably more than I do on a regular basis, but I’m still so tired. All my worst traits come out when I’m sick. I’m cranky; I’m grumpy; I’m morose; I’m depressed. I don’t… Continue Reading
I am still sick. I am worse than I was yesterday. I’m tired, cranky, lethargic, and weak. I managed to get to Cub today and buy ginger, honey, a lemon, and a box of crackers. I got home, and it felt as if I’d taken a trip to Africa and back. I made some ginger… Continue Reading
I am sick. I hate being sick, and I’m a whiny bitch when it happens. Which seems to be more often than is warranted. I woke up feeling a bit wonky*, but I soldiered on. After class that night, however, I felt draggy and low energy. I went home and thought I could just sleep… Continue Reading
I’m not a big holiday person, so I don’t celebrate Thanksgiving. Plus, genocide of indigenous people. That doesn’t sit well with me, either. But, Ian and I were set on getting turkey subs from Subway, which wasn’t open, despite Google telling me it’d be open until ten tonight.* We drove around to see if there… Continue Reading
Hello. I was going to write a whole post about identity politics and what the DNC needs to do, and blah, blah, blah, but I thought, “To hell with it. It’s a holiday. I’m taking time off.” So. Here is Shironeko with a small pumpkin* on his head. I thought it holiday appropriate. Have a… Continue Reading
Today, I woke up for the first time in two weeks not feeling an all-encompassing sense of dread. That’s not to say I don’t still think we’re fucked (I do), but I didn’t want to repeatedly bash my head against the wall for hours on end. It helped that we were supposed to get snow… Continue Reading
College-educated progressives and people of color MUST find ways to respect, interact with, and ally with these white working class folks. — Noah Smith (@Noahpinion) November 19, 2016 Don’t you fucking tell me what to do, was my immediate response when I saw this tweet. Someone had quoted it and added, “LOL NO” to the… Continue Reading
I have never felt so hopeless in my life, and that’s saying something. This time, though, it’s not a question of feeling hopeless about my own life (though there is that), but of feeling hopeless about my nation’s life. Eight years of incremental progress* under PBO, and now, that’s going to be gone in a… Continue Reading