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Secret Confession #14
Sunday, April 29, 2007 @ 11:11 PM
Sometimes I wish I was Latin American, because it seems like a lot of Latin American cultures are much more touchy-feely than Americans. They hug and kiss the cheeks of strangers! I went with Chelsea, Chris and Angelo over to the Chilean House, and I was kissed about 12 times in two minutes. I wish Americans could be more like these Chileans. I think we might be happier and friendlier as a nation if our customs dictate that we kiss strangers in the face.
Quotes Page, bitches!
Saturday, April 28, 2007 @ 3:40 AM
I know I have a quotes page for things like this, but I had to single out these recent QP posts:
"You're from Illinois?"
"Yeah."
"Do you like Barack Obama?"
"I love him."
"Wait... when did you become a sports fan?"
-- Alex, Kellie, Alex, Kellie, Chelsea
"You guys don't mind making out with each other, right?"
"It's a dirty job, but somebody's got to do it."
-- Kellie (to Amanda and Rob) & Amanda
The Overeducation of Kellie Powell
Dictionary.com's "Word of the Day" is one of the things that pops up in my gmail. And you know what? I'm really sick of already knowing all the words. I mean, once a month, maybe, I'll see a word that I don't know, but I would say 80-90% of the time, I already know the word. As most people should! Who doesn't know "quagmire" or "myriad" or "errant"? I knew these words in the 8th damn grade!
I'm not trying to brag. I am seriously annoyed by this. They must be repeating the same words over and over again.
Feminism saves me from my latest insecurity tailspin
Friday, April 27, 2007 @ 12:16 AM
Spent five hours last night re-writing Bargaining and I still don't know if it's any beter. Today feminist books came in the mail and, long story short, now I am (more) in love with Jessica Valenti. I slept and read all day, taking a break only to watch the (predictably annoying) Democratic nominee debates on MSNBC. Love to Obama. Fear, but respect to Clinton. And much love to all the politically suicidal nobodies who are in the debate to say things like, "Some of the people on this stage scare me." May the best Democrat win.
Visual DNA (stolen from Renata)
Tuesday, April 24, 2007 @ 11:06 PM
Pretty Weather and Scary Trees
Today I taught myself how to ride my bike. It's a new bike and it took me fifteen minutes to figure out how the gear mechanisms worked. It's a really spiffed-out racing bike, and I've only ever had cheap-ass mountain kinds before. It seemed a lot faster and, honestly, scarier. I barely had to pedal at all, but zoomed down the sidewalks at the speed of light. I was almost killed by three cars and almost fell into a hole, crashed into six trees and four fences. My heart was pounding - not because I was getting any exercise, but because of the near-death experiences at every turn. It was nice to be outside though.
The return of Wednesday View?
Monday, April 23, 2007 @ 11:11 AM
I think I might be ready to fall off the political writing wagon once again.
I read about the harrassment and intimidation of a prominent female blogger, and it forced me to ask myself if there was a connection between my experience with being stalked while writing for the Vidette and my growing silence on political topics. I wrote a short reflection about my experience.
There's an episode of "Six Feet Under" that has always haunted me. A young woman is walking down the street late at night. A group of men begin to follow her, making sexist, vaguely threatening statements. She gets scared, and starts to run away. The young men behind her start yelling, "Callie! It's us!" "Callie, it's okay, we were messing with you." She doesn't hear them, she continues running for her life - and is hit by a car and killed.
The women Callie left behind completely understand her fear - they live in that same terror - and blame the men who were "messing with" Callie for her death. The men also have a chance to speak, saying, "She was so brave. She was the bravest person I knew. We just didn't think." To them, it was a joke. To her, it was mortal fear. You can be a brave woman and still fear for your own safety. You would be stupid not to.
People have to be shown that intimidation, harassment and threats have real consequences. On the late night streets of the Internet, Callie isn't killed by a car. She just kind of stops posting. And no one takes the time to mourn.
Everyone's Getting Married
Sunday, April 22, 2007 @ 12:19 AM
Okay, who else is engaged? You might as well tell me now, before I find out on the facebook.
When did everyone pair up? I must have been absent that day.
In the Bargain
Friday, April 20, 2007 @ 9:52 AM
The "Bargaining" workshop had its first rehearsal on Wednesday. Amanda and Rob were great together and I got a lot of useful ideas and feedback. We rehearse again tonight, so I'll be working on act I re-writes most of the day.
I hung out with Anna yesterday afternoon for about six hours. She taught me how to make friendship bracelets from embroidery floss and we drew pictures. She showed me the right way to draw a tree.
Then she wanted to read her book for a while, so we sat in the living room for a while, each reading our books. She was reading something from the Warrior Cats: New Prophecy series, and I was reading One Hundred Years of Solitude. She asked if she could see my book, I said of course, and she read the description on the back. She asked, "Is this a book for your age? Because... it doesn't seem very interesting."
Women, your country has betrayed you
Thursday, April 19, 2007 @ 9:51 AM
I am disgusted. I am outraged. I shouldn't be surprised, but I am. How did this happen? How did we allow this?
The Supreme Court decided that the life of a woman is not worth as much as the potential life of a pregnancy she carries into the second trimester.
ATTENTION WOMEN: You are not citizens. You are baby machines.
Hypothetical. Let's say you got pregnant on purpose because you wanted to have a child. You're happy and you start buying baby clothes. Then in your second trimester, something goes wrong. Your doctor tells you that your health, maybe even your life is in danger from your pregnancy. You are heartbroken. But instead of you and your doctor getting to decide if you should terminate your pregnancy, a bunch of right-wing motherfucking 50's-throwbacks who should have been castrated instead of elected made a law that says you don't get to decide. Your doctor doesn't get to help you decide. They've decided for you. Two cronies appointed to the bench by the greatest enemy to women and choice that the White House has probably ever seen tipped the judicial scale and upheld that law. They've decided for you. They've decided that it would be better for a child to grow up without a mother than for a woman to terminate her second-trimester pregnancy. Congratulations, and welcome to hell.
There have always been limits on abortion, but exceptions have to be made for the safety of the mother. If the mother dies before the fetus is viable, then by the logic of the pro-life movement, aren't two lives lost? Who wins then? Seriously, you anti-woman, anti-sex, anti-choice fucking assholes, I am asking you. Who wins?
Justifying My Depression, Part 389
Monday, April 16, 2007 @ 12:46 PM
A recent search for a feminist perspective on Google yielded more anti-feminist backlash responses than actual feminist responses. On the first page of results, there were 8 anti-feminist articles, one feminist article, and one unrelated.
Is this net neutrality at it's worst, or is this really a fair sampling of our culture? Something to think about. While I fear for humankind.
Update: You think I'm exaggerating (and I hoped I was) but then I read this article about feminists - and women in general - being harrassed, threatened, and stalked because of their gender and politics.
i. cannot. get. a fucking. break.
Thursday, April 12, 2007 @ 9:37 AM
I can't believe it's April and I'm not better. The days are a little better sometimes but the nights just keep getting worse. You really can't imagine. I have never felt this bad for this long, ever. Social services are so bad here that I might have to wait a year to see a doctor. My only hope is to pay for insurance. I'm going to try to switch meds and get into some kind of cheap therapy. I'm going to have to get a job just to pay for my medical expenses. Which means my good days are going out the window. If I moved back to Chicago right now, I would have to find a full-time job with insurance within a month, or my savings would be gone and I would have to move back here again. I can't move back to Chicago yet. I can't be on my own again, not yet. There is no scenario in which things could get any better. They are only going to continue to get worse. Fuck you if you think I'm being dramatic. Fuck you, regardless.
Chinese Vegetables
Wednesday, April 04, 2007 @ 10:54 PM
Last night I hung out with Amanda because she was diseased. We ordered soup from China Doll and it was good. We watched "Once More With Feeling" and agreed that Spike is incredibly lickable. Rich came over. We went for a walk and listened to bugs chirping and Amanda and Rich ate road lettuce. Then we went back to Amanda's room and watched The Last Supper. Then when I was leaving Amanda and Rich tickled me, ripped my clothes, and tossed me into a closet and wouldn't let me out. Finally, I escaped, but my jeans are in need of repair. Sick people can be so needy sometimes.
Stupid Spring Break
Monday, April 02, 2007 @ 12:35 PM
Auditions yesterday were surprisingly successful, considering what a headache they were to pull off. First the union was locked, so Amanda started calling people, telling them to meet in the fine arts building instead. But she couldn't reach everyone, and then the union was unlocked, so we ended up moving back to the union... it was pretty much insane. We're going to have another set of auditions after break, because not everyone Amanda talked to about doing it was able to audition. Because sometimes people go home for break. Go figure. And afterwards we went for Indian food. I don't think I should have invited Sheila and Anna. I think going out for unfamiliar food is an adventure, but Anna doesn't like to try new things.
You know what I think is weird? Both ISU and Binghamton are doing West Side Story right now. And there really aren't any Latin kids at either school. In fact, Binghamton imported a bunch of kids from Chile to be the Sharks.
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Sunday, April 01, 2007 @ 11:40 AM
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