Holy Crap

So it's been about ten years since I updated this. Well not really...more like 3 months. But whatever...

Life has been kinda crazy these last couple of months, I turned 22, I'm writing my thesis for graduation, Dan and I moved in together, the American public woke the fuck up and elected some good peoples to Congress.

The move was insane, 4 cars, 3 members of my family, 2 apartments, 1 day, 0 Dans (and a bunch of help from Shaughn and Ashley) and now Dan and I are living in sin. Upsides? He does the laundry, removes all the pincher bugs (gently!), owns every piece of electronics known to mankind, and does the dishes. Downsides? He has the tendency to leave his dirty drawers in the bathroom, wants to listen NPR when he goes to sleep (seriously, who can fall asleep when the news is on?), and denys food in anything but sandwich form exists. I suppose you have to take the bad with the good...and then there is that whole sex whenever you want it with no interruptions thing. So thats pretty great. I think we come out ahead in the end.

My thesis is going really well, I'm about half way down but I'm moving right along. My adviser goes through his crazy spells, but its actually been a really good experience. I'm glad I get to see what this is all about before I have to do the real thing for my PhD.

So far, I've applied to NYU, Columbia, UPenn, Brown, UMD, GW, George Mason, American, and UMBC for grad school. All decent programs, some better than others. My front runner is still UMD. I love this area and I don't want to move again. UMD has a fantastic program. I went up to see NYU, which is in a great part of the city and had a wonderful time. I'm just not sure NYC is the place I wanna spend the next 5 years of my life. Thankfully, I don't have to make any big decisions yet.

Let me pimp my dorky newest obsession: www.fantasycongress.org Its a fantasy league, for Congress. Not too much going on 'til the new session starts in Jan.

Speaking of Jan, I will be in India. Dan, Luke, Dan's friend Mary, and I are flying over for Dan's friend Joe's wedding celebration. We will be there for about 3 weeks, hanging out in Goa for New Years, in Bombay for the wedding, then heading up north to Agra and Dehli. Overall, it should be a blast.

I'm going to try to update more, since I've been slacking. I have this whole thing called a "life"

Feminism

I read this and this and it got me thinking about what feminism really is. See, I love to read fringe writings. I mean fringe in the nicest way possible, some “fringe” writers are wacked out lunatics (see: Ann Coulter), but some have amazing ideas and perspectives (see: Inga Musico). Either way, they make me think.

I read Pat Robertson, Inga Musico, James Dobson, Bill O’Reilly, Simon de Beauvoir, Sensible Mom, Marx, and about a million others.

You can’t learn to see the world outside of your own, narrow, perspective without visualizing it from the point of view of someone else.

So, anyway, I read those two posts and I vehemently disagree with the major point. Feminism isn’t something you can stuff into a tiny box and declare “THIS IS FEMINISM.” It is much, much more liquid than that. Even among generally acknowledged “feminists” there is major disagreement.

In the first link, the author makes a list of all things feminists “should” and “shouldn’t” do/support/whatever. Here is my problem with that. As a feminist, not only do I not what to be told what to do/believe/idealize/fuck by men, I also don’t want to be told by women. Being oppressed by a woman is just a bad as being oppressed by a man (except she probably has a nicer rack).

Don’t say someone can’t be a feminist because they don’t believe in “being a lesbian or being celibate if you aren’t.” Feminism shouldn’t be about denying your own desires. I want to fuck a man. I like having sex with men. I also like have sex with women. I’m not cutting off my nose to spite my face. It’s also not about “not having children.” If everyone had that philosophy, you wouldn’t be here. It isn’t about “not shaving.” I like having smooth legs and arm pits. I’m not doing it to please the world; I’m doing it to please myself. I like wearing makeup and high heels. Why should I stop?

I’m sure someone will read this and respond either a) the only reason I like x, y, and z is because I’m brainwashed to do so or b) that one might like doing a lot of things (like playing in traffic) but that doesn’t make it good for you. Perhaps you are right, perhaps I’m so feeble and weak that I can’t decide what’s good for me, so someone else should.

Feminism, like liberalism, is about allowing people to do what they choose. Not restricting those choices to fit some arbitrary mold. Women shouldn’t be “paid the same as men,” everyone should be compensated equally. If you continue to define the goals of feminism by men, then nothing will change.

Ironically, the best explanation of feminism I have ever heard came from Family Guy.

Peter Griffin: Gloria, this is my life partner, Lois.

Lois Griffin; I'm his wife.

Gloria Ironbachs: His "wife." Yes.

Gloria Ironbachs: Peter tells me you don't have a career of your own.

Lois Griffin: No.

Lois Griffin: Life outside my kitchen is so bright and scary.

Lois Griffin: I'm just here because you caught me between pregnancies.

Gloria Ironbachs: I'm sorry you're so hostile toward someone who's fighting so a woman like you can become more than just a housewife.

Lois Griffin: Oh, just a housewife?

Lois Griffin: Look, I'm all for equality but if you ask me, feminism is about choice.

Lois Griffin: I choose to be a wife and mother.

Lois Griffin: And now I'm choosing to end this conversation.

Me too.

Turning French Lit into War Propaganda

Since I doubt our President’s reading comprehension level is beyond R.L. Stine, I’m rather surprised he’s claiming to be reading Camus’s “The Stranger.”

I don’t think Bush is planning on reading this because he is going to relish in the contorted philosophical ideals Camus discusses, more probably because it involves killing an Arab.

A shocking update.

Dan and I have rented an apartment. Together. Then we picked out a silverware pattern (from Ikea for $2.99. I love fucking Ikea). I think if we are going to continue like this we need a nickname…like TomKat or Brangelina. Dolly? Man? Fuck.

Boredom continued...

You Are a Chimera You are very outgoing and well connected to many people.
Incredibly devoted to your family and friends, you find purpose in nurturing others.
You are rarely alone, and you do best in the company of others.
You are incredibly expressive, and people are sometimes overwhelmed by your strong emotions.


Try it yourself.

The test continued...

Dan: the funny thing is bob doesn't exist
Dan: so i guess no one is important to me.
Me: ouch
Me: so you're a monkey pee drinker with no friends?
Dan: yes
Me: i would imagine most monkey pee drinkers are lacking in friends
Me: i mean, it would be hard to go say, out to the bar with one
Dan: yeah
Dan: it is.
Me: Friend 1: I'll have a Sam Adams
Me: Friend 2: I'll have a Harp
Me: You: I'll have some monkey pee
Me: Server: You want a Miller Lite?

Something nifty

Keep your nosey boss at bay...

A test...

o I don't have shit to do at work, and even if I did, the boss is out of town so who cares...

Instead I take this test that the co-worker I fondle forwarded me.

Psychoanalyze Yourself

Read the following questions, imagining the scenes in your mind, and write down the FIRST thing that you visualize. Do not think about the questions excessively.

1. You are not alone. You are walking in the woods. Who are you walking with? -Dan

2. You are walking in the woods. You see an animal. What kind of animal is it? –A doe

3. What interaction takes place between you and the animal? –Eye contact

4. You walk deeper in the woods. You enter a clearing and before you is your dream house. Describe its size? –Medium sized

5. Is your dream house surrounded by a fence? -No

6. You enter the house. You walk to the dining area and see the dining room table. Describe what you see on AND around the table. –Chairs around, flowers on

7. You exit the house through the back door. Lying in the grass is a cup. What material is the cup made of? -Plastic

8. What do you do with the cup? –Throw away

9. You walk to the edge of the property, where you find yourself standing at the edge of a body of water. What type of body of water is it? –A lake

10. How will you cross the water? -Swim

Answers below the fold...

This has been a relational psychology test. The answers given to the questions have been shown to have a relevance to values and ideals that we hold in our personal lives. The analysis follows:

1. The person who you are walking with is the most important person in your life.

2. The size of the animal is representative of your perception of the size of your problems.

3. The severity of the interaction you have with the animal is representative of how you deal with your problems. (passive/aggressive)

4. The size of your dream house is representative of the size of your ambition to resolve your problems.

5. No fence is indicative of an open personality. People are welcome at all times. The presence of a fence indicates a closed personality. You'd prefer people not to drop by unannounced.

6. If your answer did not include food, people, or flowers, then you are generally unhappy.

7. The durability of the material with which the cup is made of is representative of the perceived durability of your relationship with the person named in number 1. For example, styrafoam, plastic, and paper are all disposable, styrofoam, paper and glass are not durable, and metal and plastic are durable.

8. Your disposition of the cup is representative of your attitude towards the person in number 1.

9. The size of the body of water is representative of the size of your sexual desire.

10. How wet you get in crossing the water is indicative of the relative importance of your sex life.

Basically, Dan is the most important person in my life (#1) and he is disposable yet durable (#7) but I'm going to throw him away (#8). (In my house, we recycle plastic cups. Because we are broke. Maybe that means when I make lots of money I will throw Dan away? Since I'll never makes lots of money, I guess it won't be an issues)

My problems range in size "from 40 to 60 kg (90 to 130 pounds)" but can be as large as "75 or 80 kg (165 to 175 pounds)" (I was thinking of a whitetailed deer, not say a pudu.) (#2) and I guess I deal with them pretty evenly (#3) because what else would eye contact be? (Unless you are staring down a langur , then it is considered aggression) And I have a medium sized desire to resolve my problems. (That or I just don't want to live in a huge house, which you have to clean and take care of and pay the electric bill for. Plus it is in the woods, so I don't want to haul furniture for a huge house up a damn mountain)

I have an open personality (#5).

I have a lake-sized sexual desire (#9) (it better be Lake Tangyanika) and its damn important to me (#10)



Obviously, I need something else to do...

Edit: I'm an idoit but according to #6 I'm a generally happy idoit.

Not Too Bright

Someone please explain to me how this fucktard did not know “tar baby” was a racist comment? Was he out in the barn, tearing up the hay with the nurse maid Sally, while the whole Tony Snowe tar baby incident was being regurgitated repeatedly by Nancy Grace?

Update, finally

I know it has been ten forevers since I have written a good update. My job has seriously been raping me for time the last month or so. I haven’t gotten shit done.

So whats new in my life?

I started my new job (back in May) at a law firm in DC. The work has been super interesting but the boss is a misogynist asshole. I love the girls I work with. I got the job thru the Dan’s roommate, she also works here. The building is this sweet, converted townhouse off of Dupont Circle. There is another firm on the first floor, that does mostly tax and estate stuff. But they bring there dogs to work and they have happy hour every day at 5. Goes to show ya that lawyers can have a good time.

Dan and I are planning a trip to India in Jan. We are going to go for like 3 weeks, along with my brother and Dan’s friend Mary. Should be a sweet time. All I know is I was promised an elephant ride. That’s basically the reason I’m going. Well that and the Taj.

Random thought: Why do I keep killing plants? Seriously, other living things shouldn’t depend on me. Even under a skylight and with someone else in charge of watering, the plant is still dying. Perhaps its lost its will to live….the boss could have that effect on you.

Dan is moving. Erin had surgery, and with minor complications, she will be ok. My dad moved in with his woman and they are getting married in Sept. Luke is starting college in the fall. Holy shit I’m old.

Anyway, in a funnier, less serious trail of though, I was emailing with a friend of mine who does network security for his company. Apparently he kept getting this notification that someone on the network was looking at “Porn.” When he checks the IP address, he realizes its his computer. He realizes that my blog is the reason for this. I love it. Computer systems need a warning system for me, biotch.

I promise to update more. If my boss doesn’t suck out my soul…

Giddy!

I had the best weekend.

Fri, Dan made lasagna.

Sat, we had awesome sex.

Sat, we had a fantastic date.

Sun, we went to the zoo.

Plus we started planning to our trip to INDIA!!

What Superhero Are You?

You are Spider-Man

Spider-Man 90% Iron Man 80% The Flash 75% Hulk 65% Green Lantern 65% Catwoman 60% Wonder Woman 55% Superman 55% Supergirl 50% Robin 45% Batman 45%

You are intelligent, witty, a bit geeky and have great power and responsibility.

Leave me alone. I have a broken foot.