I’m so annoyed. SO. ANNOYED. The new year has been a drip of irritating things (to be fair, it started at the end of last year), and it’s continuing. The first tihng was my internet acting up (saying I was using a TERABYTE of data in one month after years of using 10 GB a… Continue Reading
Over a decade ago (ouch), John Scalzi wrote a blog post entitled, Straight White Male: The Lowest Difficulty Setting There Is. In it, he endeavored to explain to straight white dudes what privilege was without actually using the word privilege because they were so turned off by it. He said at the outset that he… Continue Reading
It is Thanksgiving today. I don’t celebrate, but I don’t mind thinking about what I’m grateful for. My brother is having his dinner tomorrow, and I had been planning on going. for the first time in several year. Obviously, in part because of the pandemic, but also because, quite frankly, his (now ex) wife made… Continue Reading
In the Ask A Manager weekend forum, there is a thread about a book focusing on the protagonist being able to see how her life would have been different if she had made different big choices. The Original Poster asked if people had choices in their lives in which they would have made different choices,… Continue Reading
Today is my second rebirthday. That’s doing my head in at the moment. It’s been two years since I died twice and came back again twice. At least it will be by the time you’re reading this. My mindset is so different since then, even if my life itself is similar. I went from hating… Continue Reading
I’m almost two years old. Not literally, of course, but figuratively. Nearly two years ago, I died twice and came back twice. It’s my re-birthday and is more important to me than my actual birthday. That’s not saying much, really, because I hated my birthday for most my life. I was a depressed kid–deeply depressed–who… Continue Reading
I was talking to K today and mentioned my frustration with being outside all categories. In general, I’m fine with it. It is, as the kids say, what it is. But, once in a while, it just irritates me because I would like to feel included in the converastion. We talked about gender and what… Continue Reading
I love myself. I had to start with that because it’s a revolutionary statement for me. I have spent most of my life hating myself. I was told both explicitly and implicitly that I was… just…wrong. This was suburban MN in the seventies. I was fat, Asian, brainy, and probably neurodivergent. I did not watch… Continue Reading
Today, on MPR, Kari Miller was talking ta a writer who is from Canada (and was a dancer), but who moved to NYC and became a novelist. Keri Miller asked if she (the author) ever played the game with her friends of asking, “What was your hinge moment?” She went on to explain what a… Continue Reading
Life is not always a box of chocolates–sometimes, it’s rotten milk. Ok. That’s not a good analogy, but hopefully, my meaning is clear. This has been a bad few weeks I listed why in my last post, and I’m just not feeling it at the moment. It’s nothing big, but a series of small, irritating,… Continue Reading