As The Bloggess has reminded me, today is World Suicide Prevention Day. I don't know if any of you have ever been to that terrible place where suicide starts to seem like an option. I hope you haven't. I wouldn't wish it on anyone. So I am asking, as the Bloggess did, what keeps you going? What gets you out of bed? What's your mantra ( Read more... )

"People hate the idea that they are mistaken, especially about something that they believe they have witnessed. They’d rather the laws of science and of likelihood were turned on their heads than believe they were wrong." - Max Pemberton

A part of this article, interesting on its own ( Read more... )

Now that I can't walk (for the moment, anyway), I regret the times that I was willingly lazy. That I wasn't out using my body and making it beautiful. I miss dancing, and hula hooping, and riding my bike, and even the little running I could do. I regret being lazy when I could have been so much more.

I did something to my bad ankle and now it's all awful again. It throbs with pain all the time, it's stiff and sore and hurts so much I can't sleep. I can now only walk and be on my feet in short bursts, just walking around the grocery store had me nearly in tears. I can't go to work, I can hardly get things done around the house. I am SO ( Read more... )

I always get "but cyclists are assholes too" every time I complain about bad drivers disrespecting me and putting my life in danger Duh, of course they are but that's not what I'm talking about. I am not exaggerating when I said people drive past way too close 5 times a day at least. The law says to change lanes when passing a cyclist. If you can' ( Read more... )

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Well-written and thought-provoking article on feminism.

A despair of goths
An irony of hipsters (plural: hipsti)
A mope of emos
A field of jocks
A brace of geeks
A beaker of nerds
A palette of artists

Suggestions welcome, an ongoing project.
Supernatural collective nouns bu David Malki!

I dreamt I was living in an apartment where I had lived in several suites in the same building. I was moving back into the first place I had lived. A man had been living there and for some reason had not changed or moved anything I'd left behind (which was a lot). He was a slob though, bf was helping me clean. Then bf and I were riding bikes ( Read more... )

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Jenny the Bloggess talks about her experiences ( Read more... )