I've been following folks on twitter with my original GT name, squalorandroses (Edit: I'm dumb. I'm actually @SqualorNRoses GET IT TOGETHER). Please do not be alarmed. If you'd like to follow back, you're welcome to, but I'm not sure I'll actually ever post anything there, so it may be a purely academic exercise. …
Here's a pic of my zinnia seedlings:
I'm temporarily moving to your beautiful Pittsburgh for the summer. I have some questions.
A not-so-long time ago, I had a VERY SERIOUS boyfriend who I was almost certain would ask me to marry him. I would have said yes. As these things sometimes go, he didn't. Instead, he broke up with me and asked me to move out. I did.
I'm thinking about my "career" a lot, trying to figure out if I want to move on to something else, keep adjuncting, but in a different state, or take the plunge and apply for Ph.D. programs. So, when am I gonna make a living?
I had a snow day today (no zombies yet). On the one hand, yay! no work! On the other, boo, no pay for today, unless the governor decides to pay us lowly contract employees for the missed work (not likely, given that my state's way of dealing with the problem of adjuncts and health care was to cut our hours to under 12…
I found this (two friends record hilarious critique of Dan Brown's Inferno in the margins!) a couple weeks ago and proposed that my LDB (long distance bestie, obvs.) and I do the same. I found my book today. It's Mary Higgins Clark's While My Pretty One Sleeps. We're going to mail our books back and forth for highly…
I read this interesting essay by Juliet Jacques in Aeon Magazine earlier today. Jacques explores the elision that the before/after stories make of the actual process of transitioning. She writes both a fascinating cultural critique and a compelling personal take on her own experience. I thought GT would appreciate it.…
So, I finally put an actual picture of myself on the OKC. I've gotten a wealth of terrible matches and stupid messages in the last hour. Huzzah?!
So, I haven't worn make-up regularly since high school (when it was all eyeliner, all the time). I'm 33 now. I'm a pale-as-a-fresh-sheet-of-paper redhead with pinkish coloring in my cheeks and lips. What do with make-up?
My computerator was sad, so I was forced to GT lurk from work for a long while. Computron has resurrected itself (thanks largely to my mom giving me some money for the holiday), so I'm back. Give me happy tunes and/or gifs!
My FWB doesn't want to B anymore. He's not seeing anyone else, so it isn't that. I guess I'm okay with just being F, but I've got a no more sex bummer. Tell me I'll find a replacement, GT.