Not many people I know would want to call themselves conformists. Yet even the self-proclaimed non-conformists I know conform in certain ways. How do you pick those ways? Why is one person who doesn’t want to date or get caught up on interpersonal drama still decide to get a 9-to-5 job? Why does another person… Continue reading Yes! We’re all different. Yes! We’re all individuals.
Kind of an odd question for a married person to ask, I know. But I do have single friends. My gut tells me “No.” It says “You can’t help whom you’re attracted to. Attraction is chemical. It’s coincidence or fate or something magical. It’s not like going to a store and picking something off the… Continue reading Can you help whom you’re attracted to?
This past weekend, our apartment’s toilet broke. It just stopped flushing. We’d push the flush handle and it would just make a pathetic hissing sound. And it’s not one of those toilets that have a floating buoy in a tank. It’s an industrial flush—the kind you find in shopping malls and restaurants. So until the… Continue reading Broken toilets suck
Since most of my blog readers aren’t people I know in person, I rarely write posts about my everyday life (and most blog posts about “What I did today” are quite boring to read, so this may be too). Seeing as how I don’t have a rant related to feminism, pets, racism, religion, or computer… Continue reading Moments from the past week
I used to do a lot of stupid things when I was younger. Fortunately, I don’t do stupid things quite as often as an adult, but I still do them. My mother tells me when I was a toddler I used to climb on unfinished wood in playgrounds and then cry when she pulled the… Continue reading Let’s add this to the list of stupid things I’ve done
Okay. I confess. I work an exempt job that makes sense to have hours for, since I am also the receptionist for my office, so I have to be ready in case the phone rings, or at least be able to get back to the phone message quickly if I miss the call. Some other… Continue reading Why do exempt jobs have hours?
When I was growing up, I never understood that saying about the way to a man’s heart being through his stomach. I got it intellectually. I knew it meant it’s about feeding the man to make him happy. I just didn’t get it get it. It’s sad to say, but when I was growing up,… Continue reading The way to a man’s heart
The recent news about Wikipedia being blocked in the UK (not totally but mostly) because of album cover art in an article about a 70s band being possibly child pornography got me thinking about censorship and consumption. Generally, the debates I’ve heard about censorship are polarized. On the one hand, I hear the “decency” folks… Continue reading On consumption and censorship
I have two souvenirs from my last two jobs that I basically thought were junk when I first got them. The first was from an advisee I had. It was my first year in the private high school scene, and I wasn’t used to getting gifts from students. For Christmas, one of my ninth-grade advisees… Continue reading More useful than I’d thought
Every now and then, I feel like an alien, especially when I’m surrounded by these humans obsessed with Thanksgiving food. In America, we have this holiday called Thanksgiving. Supposedly, it’s based on some myth of pilgrims and native Americans sharing a meal together in a harsh winter and getting along for a short bit before… Continue reading Glad Thanksgiving’s over