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August 30th, 2012

things i learned while driving to and from trader joe’s in forest hills + checking my ego + ice cream

heidicomestolife:

1) honking at people who casually walk into the middle of the road (city life) does not have the same effect as honking at deer who casually walk into the middle of the road (country life) because they don’t run away and instead get mad and gesture at me and OK DUDE BUT YOU’RE STILL IN THE MIDDLE OF THE GODDAMN STREET

2) pumps (strip club) is fascinatingly close to my apartment

3) television’s marquee moon is an excellent driving record

and on a related note, because i do some of my best thinking while driving aimlessly or while i’m supposed to be working, as stressful and terrifying and upsetting as these past couple of weeks have been, i’m finding grace in all of it. i’m letting go and acknowledging that no, it’s not all about me, and yes, there are some things i will never understand because i am a white woman who grew up in an upper middle-class home. the process of actually confronting and accepting my privilege has been a giant ego check. one thing about getting sober is you tend to get a little too confident in your natural tendency to be a good person because hey, you’re not doing awful shit in blackouts anymore. doesn’t mean there isn’t room for growth. and though i’m not sure everyone will understand each other in the end, goddammit, i’m going to try. my friends and my feminism and my community mean the world to me. at the same time, gotta keep my side of the street clean. i actually thought about googling “AA for activists” to see if that’s A Thing. tonight a girl shared and she was so fucking honest i started crying listening to her. that’s been happening a lot lately. you can just feel the warmth and gratitude in the room. i offered to become the new chair of this meeting because it is all female, right by my apartment, and life-changing every time i go. so now i have to go. so there, heidi. 

anyway. one day at a time. oh, and ice cream.

 Have I mentioned I love Heidi? I call her HDVDL in my head.

August 30th, 2012

notes about being a good person

heartbarf:

Sometimes you aren’t right. 

Sometimes you need to let go of your opinions.

Nobody is ever an enemy to themselves, but sometimes you are an enemy to someone else, and in order to stop the conflict, you need to acknowledge that. 

Letting go can be embarrassing and humbling. But that means you’re probably doing it right, a little bit at least. 

Moving on from here, and this post will probably be continued. 

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August 30th, 2012

nuditea: look at friends and laughter what a nice this is the…





nuditea:

look at friends and laughter

what a nice

this is the first time i’ve been really sad about summer coming to an end uhhh

WERE YOU A PIRATE OF COURSE YOU WERE

I ship Satah and the world.

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August 30th, 2012

handcraftedinvirginia: Betty Draper in Rome



handcraftedinvirginia:

Betty Draper in Rome

August 30th, 2012

Let’s do a full moon ritual tomorrow night ! Your…



Let’s do a full moon ritual tomorrow night ! Your roof? 

The ritual could just be drinking wine and oversharing. And live tweeting.

Or we could read a little from Dialectic and call in the corners and give thanks.

I love someone.

August 30th, 2012

Haute Cature: The Crazy Cat Lady Gets A Major Makeover

Haute Cature: The Crazy Cat Lady Gets A Major Makeover:

thatscatastic:

As evident by Derek Lam’s 10 Crosby cat- and yarn-dotted resort collection and Karl Lagerfeld’s ultra-sophisticated companion, Choupette, being openly obsessed with felines will no longer earn you the stigma of a crazy cat lady. But for the record, I’ve been cuckoo for kittens since…

Everyone follow Amber’s new tumblr!!!

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August 30th, 2012

You end up having things in common with the weirdest people.



You end up having things in common with the weirdest people.

August 30th, 2012

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August 30th, 2012

Called mom bec I haven’t talked to her in a month, lost track of what I was doing while…

Called mom bec I haven’t talked to her in a month, lost track of what I was doing while waiting for voicemail beep, dropped phone and left message mostly of curses and scuffling. Maybe she will think I was kidnapped.

August 30th, 2012

"The fact that you loathe comedy is one of the funniest things about you."

“The fact that you loathe comedy is one of the funniest things about you.”
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