Are my boots too butch?
no. there is no such thing.
i found riese through the l word recaps in 2007 or so. through that i entered the labyrinth of the autowin blog, though i never commented. so, through those 2 sites i knew the l word recaps were migrating into a new site.
autostraddle launched in march ‘09. the next month i met riese & alex for the first time at the jennifer beals/ilene chaiken new york times talk and told them i’d love to help in any way since i was a huge fan. riese asked me to write something so i did and i kept writing.
yes! i love questions like these!
top 3: bad romance, speechless, money honey
the egg idea was cute but i wish her performance was more inspired. i want her to light pianos on fire. remember this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e0bo9gck3cg
in the 80’s my mom taught a nutrition class at the YMCA & the JCC called “Food, Facts and Fun.” I think that’s probably the answer to your question: Food, Facts & Fun.
The other possibility is that we’re supposed to spend our entire lives trying to figure out if life is/isn’t actually about anything at all. Like that’s the definition of life maybe.
“You cannot convince people to love you. This is an absolute rule. No one will ever give you love because you want him or her to give it. Real love moves freely in both directions. Don’t waste your time on anything else.”
http://therumpus.net/2011/02/dear-sugar-the-rumpus-advice-column-64/
i’m not a fan of the term “selling out.” what does it even mean.
howlieT, you gotta do what you gotta do to eat breakfast/lunch/dinner and have a roof over your head, yannow? and these times are so hard and it’s getting even harder. do what you must do.
“generally my generation wouldn’t be caught dead working for the man, and generally i agree with them, trouble is you gotta have yourself an alternate plan” (ani difranco)
I swear to God we have a post on EXACTLY THIS and if you can just wait 1-8 hours all your Girlfriend Valentine Dinner dreams will come true. I hope.
also though I recommend grilled asparagus and/or mushrooms and possibly roasted potatoes with or without dijon mustard.
…lentine’ now. (i only know this from creeping her blog I KNOW THATS BAD) but seriously. what the fuck?! what gives?! i dont know what to do, im all furious and heart broken and confused. :(“
here is what you do: call your best friend/best bro/mom/roommate whatever. tell them you need them to spend valentine’s day with you. go to a museum, go rock climbing, go out to eat pizza and wings, go see an art film, go on a picnic, bake cupcakes with them, drink wine and play scrabble, read poetry to each other, watch mean girls. when your girl comes to you next week saying how much she misses you, tell her that you had a really special time with someone on valentine’s day and you think it might be best if you were just friends. ok? ok.
yes! this was a thing i wanted to say but am too much a yankee to word it correctly