“…she stopped paying close attention to his words and when at red lights, examined the rain drops spattering on the windshield so intently that she almost stared right through them. Each drop seemed stuck on the glass, until another drop landed on it and they rolled down the window together, ending in a climactic splash.”
Sara: College class of 2012 (English major, Gender and Sexuality Studies minor), working at a nonprofit that gets young women ready for and interested in running for office/maybe soon applying to grad school, writer, clarinetist.
I post and reblog: things I think are pretty, things that intrigue me, things I'm a fan of, and things I care about.
Common themes include: books, writing, movies, more books, cozy beds, breakfasts, Doctor Who, Sherlock, feminist issues, and occasional pieces of my life.
Wallpaper adapted from here.
I think this is an activity I can stick to because it’s kind of awesome.
I was afraid for a little while that I would just never get the hang of it, but after just a few minutes (this was after wobbling around my apartment a little, first), I was able to keep skating instead of just coasting along any time I picked up any speed at all.
And (this time, anyway, knocking on wood for the future), I didn’t fall!
I’m very pleased that this little experiment of trying to rollerblade after at least 10 years having gone by since the last time has gone so well.
And yesterday I put together a bookcase and 4 dining room chairs, and put together the table the night before!
I’m feeling very accomplished.
Tea, a drink with jam and bread.
Bread—or really, toast—makes an excellent breakfast.
Ok, so, I’m the primary monitor of our generic email@example.com email address. Unlike maybe a lot of other info email addresses, it’s not a black hole, I actually go through and respond to any real inquiries.
Today we got an amazing one: a production company was asking us to spread the word about a casting call for a reality show about high-power women in DC.
The casting call was fully of zippy and snooty things like, “Is your circle of friends full of the DC elite?” and “If you are a mover and shaker with a larger-than-life personality, we want to hear from you!”
Broiled flank steak and onions marinated in Goya’s mojo criollo and shredded chipotle gouda on a lightly buttered, shallow fried arepa. Heaven.
Had a huge problem when my small mistake in not remembering to have my prescription renewed was compounded by my doctor’s office deciding snail mail was the way to send an emergency refill to a pharmacy near where I was visiting for just a couple of days, and then had a huge problem when my…
Well, apparently the problem is just the Rite Aid website, because I called my local store and they said they are processing the refill and everything is fine!
I am sleepy and cold and alone and CRANKY about it.
How did I end up tabling at the reception before an awards ceremony that I am too sleepy to pay attention to once it starts all by myself?
Answer: everyone else is busy and/or an overworked college student. And the one intern who said she’d help out is so far a no-show.
- “The government, for its part, is sticking to the old script: Venezuela is falling victim to a fascist conspiracy cooked up by American officials who are terrified of its revolutionary aspirations.”
- “Faced with a government that systematically equates protest with treason, people have been protesting in defense of the very right to protest.”
- “As the cycle of protests, repression and protests-against-repression spread, the focus of protest began to morph. What was at stake, the students realized, was the right to free assembly.”
- “The government has also mobilized its sprawling propaganda apparatus … in a concerted campaign of vilification to demonize the protest leaders as a shadowy fascist cabal in cahoots with American imperialists.”
- “The claim is outlandish, yet its ceaseless repetition reveals that to the Venezuelan government, all dissent is treason. “
- “It seems as if President Nicolás Maduro can’t finish a sentence without denouncing a fascist. The irony appears to be lost on Mr. Maduro, who seems to have forgotten that one of the cornerstones of actual fascism is the refusal to recognize the legitimacy of dissenting opinions.”
- “… 13 deaths, 18 alleged cases of torture and over 500 student arrests…”
- ‘“No way! No way! / I’m not going to take / The Cuban-style dictatorship / You’re shoving in my face.’”
pipilottirist replied to your post “Best thing: deciding to get internet (and also a phone because…”
(You don’t need the phone)
Maybe not, but here are things I like about it:
Best thing: deciding to get internet (and also a phone because emergencies or whatever) but not TV, vastly expanding my budget for internet/phone because even really, really good internet (although not ultra premium internet) is cheaper than also having TV.
SO NOW I CAN ACTUALLY ENJOY ENDLESS SCROLLING ON THE TUMBLR DASH BECAUSE MY NEW INTERNET CAN HANDLE IT!
once I stopped looking at my life like some narrative w/ a beginning middle and ending and started to envision my existence as not bound by some linear definition of progression I became a trillion times less stressed true story
Want to go to Planned Parenthood in D.C.? You’ll have to run the anti-choice gauntlet first.
This is what it looks like when clinics don’t have buffer zones.They’re sidewalk harassers, sidewalk bullies, whatever else, but they are no where near counsellors. Counsellors are non-judgmental, non-biased, empathetic listeners, that is NOT what those people are. - Paige
Oh, hey, this is across from where I work. We have a “great” view of people being assholes all the time.
Although this is pretty atypical, at least for a weekday. Usually, there might be one or two people and it’s not every day. Occasionally there are are three or four. Once in a blue moon, there are maybe 10. For the March for Life, there can be anywhere from 30 to probably a couple hundred.
The guy who’s there most often is this older guy who always wears a cap and carries literature and shouts through a little megaphone. He actually chases people down and it’s really scary.
There used to be this old lady there most days who held a sign that said “SMILE YOUR MOTHER CHOSE LIFE”, as if she didn’t understand the meaning of the word “chose” on her own sign. We haven’t seen her in a while, though.
reasons you should date me:
- i bake things and they taste good usually
- i will cuddle you always
- you can chill w/me for hours and just read or watch movies and not talk
- i could’ve murdered like 17 people by now but i haven’t
Baggy sweater is perfect for a snowy MOVE IN DAY, I SIGNED A LEASE AND HAVE MY OWN APARTMENT!