feminist_geeks

Driving to school yesterday for my first day of Winter Quarter reminded me how much I hate driving in traffic at night when it's raining. Good thing I live in Seattle.

goddamn this flu won't go away

I'm sorry :(

I know if it were me, I'd feel better if I heard about other people's afflictions - the whole misery loves company thing. But last week, I had the runs for three days, and those ended, but then three days later, I had a localized periodontal abscess that I needed to have drained, and I need to be on antibiotics until Tuesday afternoon for it, AND I'll need to see a periodontist and may very well require surgery. Which might mean MORE antibiotics.

:( sorry you're not feeling good, either

I feel for ya, I'm in the midst of it myself... it's a little wacky! (My couch, and a six-foot-radius around it, is a combination of nest and disaster/plague zone.)

I just watched Spanglish. I'm full of rage. Here is my take on it: http://maynardsong.livejournal.com/273535.html

Anyone else here seen that tripe? Do you agree?

I make a point of running far away from anything to do with Adam Sandler. Thanks for the more comprehensive warning, though. :D

This role is way different from every other one he's played. I don't think anything of his character. I'm just really pissed off about the lengths to which they went to demonize his wife, and to glorify Paz Vega. It is INCREDIBLY fucked up that I'm getting pissed off at the immigrant while the moviemakers meant for me to be firmly on her side. What the everloving fuck? And I'm also a member of the comm snarkfem, and regularly rag on white ladies. And here I am, feeling angry ON BEHALF of a rich and overly privileged white lady, because the misogyny with which James L. Brooks and the lot of them handled her was just that god-awful.

Finally going accutane in a couple of weeks and I'm scared as all heck.

I was on that for ~6 months when I was 16 or so. Developed an addiction to chapstick and lotion while I was on it, but otherwise didn't have problems. The blood draws were mostly annoying; I got used to them even though they worried me at first.

imo it was worth it. Really, really great for my skin. I still have some problems, probably because the dr took me off the meds early, but nothing like I used to.

I had the same deal, except I also used saline drops in my eyes and nose to cut down on dryness there.

I still have occasional issues, too-- twenty years after the fact. But nothing like I used to.

The owner of the place I work is going sliiiightly crazy with the manger's baby being only a month-ish away. But it's kind of fun too. It's nice to be creative while still keeping an eye on toddlers. DIFFICULT, but nice.

Last year around Memorial Day, the furnace at chez_cleome conked out and needed some new doodad that cost a fucking bundle. (If my FIL hadn't graciously given us the money, we'd still be waiting to get it done.)

Now something isn't working again and the house is a crispy 50 F. Damn it all! Why can't I have a fucking job like normal people so I could greet this kind of thing with just irritation instead of panic?

[bangs head on keyboard]

Also, I'm probably late with this, but I am BLOWN AWAY by Heart's rendition of "Stairway to Heaven" at this year's Kennedy Awards.