February 2012
36 posts
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note to self
list “cognac soaked oranges” as a favorite food on okcupid.
progress pt. 2
I only have three moods right now, feeling one of them in full force at any given moment: I am either crushingly depressed (which is kind of par for the course), or manic and finding everything super hilarious, or both and being absolutely terrified by everything. Any which way, there are tears involved so maybe It’s all the same. To be honest I’ve never gone this far feeling this bad...
well fuck
progress
My current mental state has progressed from the “nervous shaking and crying until falling asleep from exhaustion” stage and in to “emotional flatness, near-catatnoia and pretending nothing is wrong” stage. Which seems like progress but to be honest I am kind of afraid of how little I care about anything right now. At least I can leave the house.
basically, internet
a woman from my uni’s counseling/mental health program called me back this morning (as promised) to tell me my case is too complicated for their model but I’ve been referred to the University Psychiatric Clinic for testing and observation. Which is the exact trigger needed to cue the they’re trying to get me out of my house because they want to lock me up and take me away from my...
сумасшествие
There’s this thing with demons and ghosts and stuff. I think it’s in one of those Paranormal Activity movies: “The more you pay attention the stronger they become”. I think my head works like that, too. The more I look inwards, the more I pay attention to my mind and my body, the more powerfully they reject attempts my to stay under control. Like “don’t think of...
vapid except for cats and mental illness
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“Well we have a pretty long wait list at this time but… considering your...”
– doc at my university’s counseling/psych program after a 15 minute intake interview.
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inarticulate terror is february
Woke up already shaking too afraid to get out of bed. I don’t even have enough spoons to leave my bedroom today. Fuck.
Either my kitten is in heat or she is feeling really super emotional about Valentine’s day this year.
THE LAST BOOK I'LL EVER READ: FUENTE OVEJUNA →
I am terrible at reviewing books but you should definitely read this play.
thelastbook:
Lope de Vega’s Fuente Ovejuna is a 17th century Spanish play which is all like, hella anarchist and feminist and I haven’t read this since I was an eighteen year old babygay radical who wrote a paper on Xtian anarchism in literature. This play is pretty much the Best Thing. But seriously,…
Yeah tranny is totally not a slur against trans...
curiouserjane:
“but i was totally called that once!” - every trans guy justifying his “reclamation” of the word, followed by lots of pouting and foot stamping.
negationparty:
why are there no punk/hardcore/metal shows here???? i need to hit ppl right now why is this place a wasteland
Because Ann Arbor is too busy having acoustic guitar sessions where white girls with dreadlocks sing about feelings.
I’d tell you “COME TO DETROIT THERE ARE PUNK SHOW THINGS HERE” but I am an old lady and hate punk shows because they are too loud.
“All I wanna do is gunshot gunshot gunshot cash register noise.”
– Sylvia Plath (via incorrectsylviaplathquotes)
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curiouserjane:
bad financial decisions on folsom street
its time for some puppy bowl sunday realness
oh hey i'm starting a book review blog site thing
It’s called The Last Book I’ll Ever Read and it’s um, about, um, this book that I’m reading right now is the last thing i’ll ever read because the world is going to end or i’m going to die or something so i may as well talk about it. I only have one review up so far but I have a queue going for all the books I’ve read since January 1st on.
I have this theory that every anon on tumblr is...
catamite:
Who is a complete douchebag.
Please let me cherish this belief. It is necessary to my survival.
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The combination of being a morning person and generally unhip person, along with an unyielding internal clock means while I am on vacation on the other side of the country i am also awake at 7am and falling asleep where i stand by ten or eleven pm.
January 2012
40 posts
Look at this Fucking Manarchist →
this is the Best Blog
Progress.
Now I’m definitely reverting back to eighteen because school sucks and work sucks. Only this time around I have debt and mental illness to cushion my fall.
I have officially reverted to being eighteen again: All I want to do is get stoned, listen to Slint and shoot softcore porn of myself.
bored angry: jackrad: remember how it was a thing... →
jackrad:
remember how it was a thing in the late 1990s to early 2000s that people thought of trans guys as underrepresented in terms of literature about trans folks and so white trans guy college students who started transitioning around that time started talking about themselves in these…
Today during my eight hours at work I served two customers, rang up three take-out orders, poured 12 beers, mixed two cocktails, and changed one keg. The rest of that time was spend watching tennis and arguing on the internet. #TimeWellSpent
I got thrown in to an Argument On The Internet last week on twitter, I guess, about some trans dude musician who tried to call me out for calling him out for appropriating “the t word” and I’m kind of like, isn’t this just over yet?
The Aus Open today is all doubles and players I...
Now I’m going to be stuck behind my bar for eight hours faking just enough enthusiasm to not have to switch it to football.