I'm 25 and while I think I'm pretty and young looking, I've rarely had to deal with men treating me like a sex object. It is probably my personality, the way I dress and the fact that all my friends are guys. I've probably had strangers buy me drinks at bars 5 times, haha... I've never felt like my age. I've normally been treated respectfully, but I haven't been in too many environments where I'd be treated unequally. Even though I've never been harassed about my age(except from my older siblings) I've always been insecure about getting older. It doesn't help that I feel like I wasted the majority of the past 7 years. This article though was like a slap in the face. Why am I ageist against myself?
Shit. I thought I beat myself up pretty bad, but you have me beat there. No matter what, you are not worse than Hitler. I don't even know you and I know that.
I'm in. Lucky for me, that means going to sleep and getting a decent amount of it. This is going to be a stressful weekend. I'm waiting for my boyfriend to drive from Florida to Wisconsin and we haven't seen each other in 5 months. The distance really turns me into a bitch because he is a poor communicator. So, I need to make it up to him... And also to myself. Treating him like crap doesn't make me feel any better. So, let's do this. Will we report back on Monday?
I think this is a great way to get women to contribute!
Breakfast of Champions is a must, and Sirens of Titan. God Bless you, Mr. Rosewater is delightfully strange also... Maybe you should read that first. Vonnegut liked to re-use his characters. Sometimes harshly. I think the only book I haven't read of his is Cat's Cradle, and that was because I traded it out at a USO.
I think everyone remembers the exact moment that someone told them Santa wasn't real. It was Christmas morning, when I was 7. I'd been dead certain that I had heard Santa going back up the fireplace and went downstairs to check. Saw the presents and no one around. I was so happy that I finally(almost) caught him! My parents shot that theory down as soon as I said it. Sad day. Anyways, I don't think I would do the same to my own children. I wouldn't cold-hearted or anything. I would just tell them the story of Santa as adults know it. Tell them that they're still getting presents on Christmas morning and teach all the other traditions. The only reason they have to 'believe' is for Polar Express and Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer to make sense.
Oh my gosh, your reply scared the crap out of me because I forgot what we were talking about, haha! I was like "What did I do?!" I can only imagine how you feel :( I hope you can learn to love yourself a little bit better.
I've been listening to Western African music lately. I don't even know how I stumbled across these groups, but I'm in love. I just need to brush up on my French. Or maybe you prefer something in English... If you like that song at all, I recommend the entire Avett Bros. discography. This song is pretty bitchin' also:
The length of time apart was definitely not planned. Thank, Air Force! We also just found out that he is deploying in a month or so. Yippee. So, thanks for the luck. We might need it.
"That's dumber than tits on a man." The Undead Pool by Kim Harrison My new favorite snark.
I was going to post Tears in Heaven, but someone already did. A little Death Cab ditty will have to do. There are tons of songs that make me cry. I connect to music more than any other art form.
I can cry to almost any Regina Spektor song. She just has one of those voices. Eet, Sampson and Better are my go tos for tears.
I actually came upon this on my own, the other day. There is a song called Sonnet by the band Hundred Waters that uses a Shelley poem. For Ozymandias, I prefer the Smith version, actually. PS- Is there any way to format on Hubski?
Thanks!
Hundred Waters I don't know what this is. Most of their music is very surreal. This Fort Atlanic song has been stuck in my head for awhile. Very relaxing. Everything else I've been listening to is classic rock from every generation.
Historical romances, partly cloudy, warm days, coffee, learning something new, talking to my parents, solving puzzles and watching my boyfriend dance like a fool while singing dirty songs about my butt.