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so I just needed to get this off my chest: I called my mom yesterday and we had a lovely talk for...

Mon, 13 May 2013 08:52:30 -0400

so I just needed to get this off my chest:

I called my mom yesterday and we had a lovely talk for about 15 min. I then hear my recently divorced/moved back in with my mom in the background she asks who I’m talking to and then tells her to hang up she needs help with something.

to which my mom reply’s she on the phone with me and it’s mother’s day , to just hang on.

sister says ‘no hang up’

and SO MY MOM DOES!!!

what in the living flying fuck!

almost 24 hours later and I’m still pissed about it.

mississippi-missy:

Wed, 17 Apr 2013 11:09:20 -0400

mississippi-missy:

The Believer Logger: I am not your wife, sister or daughter

Wed, 20 Mar 2013 13:18:33 -0400

The Believer Logger: I am not your wife, sister or daughter:

believermag:

One of the most incisive responses to some of the rhetoric we’ve been hearing in the wake of the Steubenville rape verdict is this blog post over at The Belle Jar. It articulates a discomfort many of us have with the sentiment (invoked in many contexts), “Imagine if the victim was your…

Better off raised by wolves

Wed, 09 Jan 2013 11:33:06 -0500

I swear to god. Is my entire family broken?

My fella and are are in the process of trying to find a new place to live and sort out some drama that’s been financially draining over the last 10 months. Weirdly members of my family (females) keep asking me how he has been with handling things, how involved is he in ‘helping’ to find a place, make a decision, etc.

Am I in some kind of ultraviolet unicorn of a relationship where we actually make decisions together? Where we discuss the pros and cons and debate out the potential outcomes and discuss who will do what to achieve our goals?

Is this why I’m completely neurotic and couldn’t see it before I moved 1,000 miles away? That apparently at all times the burden is on ME to handle all aspects of things both directly and indirectly involving me and ‘other people’ just help?

-OR-

that men in general can’t be counted on and so again I have to sort things out as 1/2 the people I’ll interact with in life will drop the ball?

-OR-

am I being double switchback neurotic and reading too much into these calls and e-mails which ‘sound’ like they’re fishing for a bitch session?

-sigh- either way I these interactions make me growl in frustration and I just don’t want to hear it anymore…

I went on a date last night

Fri, 04 Jan 2013 20:29:50 -0500

I went on a date last night:

I went on a date last night and then you texted and asked, again, whether I would come there. Start our days with coffee, end with you making dinner. Forever. I feel myself tug towards yes and then I remember why it will always be no with you and I.

There are people in your life who are going to love you for all of the wrong reasons. They will love you for the best part of your face, the best part of you naked, the best mood on your best day, the best story you ever wrote, the best outfit you ever wore.

They are going to miss the scar on the underside of your nose from the time your older brothers dared you to run across a pile of logs. They won’t know that you fell on a hidden nail just as you completed the challenge. They’ll miss the scar on your finger, too from the time you were seven and closed a swiss army knife on it. They won’t understand that these are two of only a handful of things you can remember about your childhood. They’ll notice that you have great tits, but they’ll miss that your thumb tucks into their palm when you’re walking together and that your eyes have darker circles when a migraine is coming. They won’t know you get migraines. They won’t ask where the story you wrote came from, so they’ll never know that it was true. They’ll love it because it feels real to them. They’ll miss knowing the sweatshirt full of holes that they criticized you for wearing was your dads. You might tell them some of these things along the way, but they will remember the best things instead.

They will love your good moods, your energy, your sense of humor, but miss that you never turn to them, but rather to a shower or a pillow or the back of your throat to shed tears. They won’t ever consider you strong.

When the parts that aren’t your best come out, some people will shield their eyes as if you have just forced them to look directly into the sun for hours until their irises burn. They’ll silently make you promise to never show them that again. Those things are not to be shown. Be at your best so I can love you. I would love you more if only you never show me those things.

And you do not marry those people. You do not sit and sleepily drink coffee with those people. You leave those people and you remind yourself that they missed the better parts of you.

Oh my motherfucking god T-H-I-S. A million times This

So I think I've become 1% southern

Mon, 17 Dec 2012 09:44:24 -0500

I have had to make some calls to track some things down in NY recently and it feels really jarring to switch back into NY mode when calling people. In Ga when you call someone about something, no matter how trivial it’s “Good morning, how are you doing today? I’m well,thanks for asking. I’m trying to reach/track down information about____” In NY it’s “Hi I’m calling about ___ yup I’l leave a message”. It used to feel very efficient and easy to get things done. Now it feels like we’re not people where’s machines switching on and off to do a task.

I feel like that’s the #1 thing I’ve learned down here, it’s that people are expected to treat others as humans, to take a moment to look someone in the face and not treat them like just a cashier or a stranger on a sidewalk, but a person. It’s a politeness that’s not just a hollow empty form it makes people feel respected and connects people in their essential human-ness. sure it slows things down. Maybe I could make 5 calls in the space of the time it takes me to make 1 or 2 in GA, but sometimes, slowing down is good.

Homebrew and a haircut at liberty hair salon ATL. Hell. Yes.

Mon, 19 Nov 2012 19:11:57 -0500

Homebrew and a haircut at liberty hair salon ATL.

Hell. Yes.

Day 51: Back in NY we repped for Beer connoisseur magazine,...

Tue, 05 Jun 2012 23:49:01 -0400

Day 51:

Back in NY we repped for Beer connoisseur magazine, letting us get into beer festivals for free, making a few dollars commission. Well since they’re based in Atlanta, they asked if we could help out with the massive 420 fest around the corner from our apt. SOOO many people! We easily sold 4 times what we would have up in NY. It was also super sweet to have VIP tickets since I’m not a huge fan of sweetwater’s beers, but they had some cool cask and darker beers that were decent. Long, loud days living on fair food but a fun time!

Day 42: Part 2 of birthday celebrations, we went to the woodruff...

Tue, 05 Jun 2012 17:41:48 -0400

Day 42:

Part 2 of birthday celebrations, we went to the woodruff arts center. Here’s a few cool things we saw…

Day 41: My hunny’s birthday and he wanted to go to...

Mon, 04 Jun 2012 21:00:13 -0400

Day 41:

My hunny’s birthday and he wanted to go to Medieval Times, so off we went! Clearly whoever took our reservation knew we were BAMFs because they set us in probably the greatest section there’s ever been at medieveal times, Atlanta. Evidence?

1- A couple of grandparents and their grand kids showed up in FULL COSTUME and got themselves knighted and sit in the first row, center. The oldest boy looked about 12/13 and the youngest girl around 7/8 and the whole row made sure she got the ‘favor’ from our knight.

2- Even our knight had to smile and laugh at how EFFING LOUD we cheered and stomped our feet when he rode by.

3- Our knight made it all the way to the point where he was one of two set to fight the green knight and 3 guys in their early 30’s jumped to their feet shouting “KICK HIS ASS!!!” all at the same time, drowning out the king’s announcements-lol. of course we all hooted and cheered in agreement.

GREAT moments in birthday and medieval times history people!!

Day 38: found a playground right by the apt. so the dogs can run...

Mon, 04 Jun 2012 19:27:54 -0400

Day 38: found a playground right by the apt. so the dogs can run around, and so can we!

Day 39: I’ve gotten pretty good at taking miss stella on...

Mon, 04 Jun 2012 07:57:18 -0400

Day 39: I’ve gotten pretty good at taking miss stella on 4-5 mile walks along the freedom trail and came across this pretty cool graffitti

Day 36: Fox Bros Barbeque!

Sun, 03 Jun 2012 17:27:10 -0400

Day 36: Fox Bros Barbeque!

Day 34:Dear goldbergs deli thank you for providing a little...

Fri, 01 Jun 2012 10:00:00 -0400

Day 34:Dear goldbergs deli thank you for providing a little slice of NY in ATL. Decent bagels, old loud,complaining jewish women with huge sunglasses and lots of gold jewelry, matzos sold on the counter pastrami sandwiches and real live actual fast service! Ahhhhhh

As good for my spirit right now as a spa visit.

Day 33

Thu, 31 May 2012 23:50:27 -0400

Free yoga at Atlantic station. More Atlanta awesomeness: FREE outdoor yoga. I LOVE it!

Day 30: Cannot believe one month ago I was in my house in Hudson...

Thu, 31 May 2012 17:15:10 -0400

Day 30:

Cannot believe one month ago I was in my house in Hudson NY watching the snow fall and today we took the dogs to piedmont park and let them run around in the dogpark and then took some snacks and a blanket over under some trees and laid around reading and snacking while they napped and folks played guitar and grilled nearby.

*starring the regal lenny puggle

Day 28

Thu, 31 May 2012 09:59:01 -0400

That feeling when you send out a resume for a job you’re perfect for and then immediately stare at your phone as though one glance at your resume and the job will instantly want to bring you in for an interview… Sigh…

Day 29:Contra Dancing Things like this are the reason I needed...

Thu, 31 May 2012 09:59:00 -0400

Day 29:Contra Dancing

Things like this are the reason I needed to MOVE out of upstate ny. So I learned to that apparently dancing as though you’re on the BBC in a Jane Austen Reenactment is a THING in the south. Which is pretty awesome! A new friend invited my boyfriend and I and he declined but I decided to go anyway promising “not to hug any other boys”.

So off we went to the Decatur community center to a hot room with LOTS of dancers and EVERYBODY dances. I was asked by a much older dude (this being my target demographic) about 2 sec before the first dance we walked into. Sadly there weren’t a lot of men under the age of 65-70, but I did remember to remark to my partner upon ‘the dance,a kind remark about the size of the room and the number of couples’ ; ) If only for the satisfaction of quoting Elizabeth Bennett in such a setting.

The dancing was fun though my partners were the opposite of what one might have hoped, though all were very nice and understanding of my missing steps or going in the wrong direction from what the ‘caller’ told us to do.

Had LOTS of fun!

Day 27

Wed, 30 May 2012 23:50:35 -0400

Not the greatest day. Called to talk to my mom and we got in a HUGE fight where we yelled at each other and left things in a pretty terrible place. I was wrong and she was wrong but ultimately I used to live 45 min from her and could help her out all the time and saw each other pretty frequently all my other siblings moved out of state a long while ago, so she’s pissed off and missing me and not really able to talk to me and not get pissed and emotional.

needless to say my unemployed self started drinking all the good bye and good luck wine and champagne our friends gave us when we moved down at about noon. I was good and s-faced at about 5 and had a rough rest of the night. It’s got to get better eventually right?

Day 23: Iiiiit’s a question, it’s a comment,...

Sat, 31 Mar 2012 19:05:00 -0400

Day 23:

Iiiiit’s a question, it’s a comment, it’s a question it’s a comment it’s a quement!!

SOOO exciting shortly after getting here I found out that the Nerdist was doing a live podcast just around the corner from us! SO EFFING COOL!, the guys were super funny,and it was a great crowd, with delightful levels of nerdery and was pleasantly surprised to find the variety playhouse had a decent craft beer selection. It’s just so great to be able to walk to the theater have a few beers at the theatre and few afterwards at The Porter. Such a fun night and a Great show!

I’m noticing a theme of “yay I can walk places!” currently feeling as though I used to live on wild frontier and not just a tiny town in upstate ny….