the veganismHUNGRY ALL THE TIME. Trying to work out to kickstart the ol' metabolism a bit, but oh GOD that was a pathetic little show in the gym yesterday. I really do need to charge my mp3 player, too, since I legitimately have a hard time working out without listening to Gogol Bordello. It's conditioned, or something, idk ( Read more... )

Learned a new word in L.A., and it's one I quite like. We were, on night three of four, out drinking (as we were on nights one, two, and four, yes, but more on that later) and we had Deepika's friend Ashley with us. Ashley is an LGBTQ Studies major at Santa Barbara (and was three drinks in to the night, so had to tell me about how it's the only ( Read more... )

I am filled with wine and persistance and mild ontosis and not so many spelling ksills due to wine but I refuse to fixc that. Or that. I am on Devin's computer! It is a cubit wide! He is sighing like a BITCH oh lookit him go, woe is him. Default case. The subtitle of my thesis "draft thingy" that I submitted to Jim was "Kirby is up to her elbows in ( Read more... )

I only ever weigh myself either at my parents' house or at the doctor's office. This means I haven't checked since January. I checked today; 220 pounds. Woo. That's a ten pound gain since January. So, ah, going vegan next quarter ( Read more... )

As I always seem to say on the sunday morning of the weekend before finals: well that was a weird night ( Read more... )

Trying to find that happy balance between "okay don't police peoples' identities, that is the opposite of what you want to do" and "don't waste the department's money on rewarding cis privilege because you were too shy to ask." SCIENCE IS HARD.

Dear Sixteen-Year-Old Kirby,

1. You're not as pure and essential as you think you are. Stop trying to pin it down and define it, it's not a worthy pastime.

2. It's symbolism, not symbology. For chrissakes ( Read more... )

Among the things that as a quasi-adult I should probably have learned by now ( Read more... )

I get a lot of comments from people what apparently want to do me about how I have "sad eyes" (allolexemic for "puppy eyes" or "look(ing) sad"), especially in photographs or video but occasionally in person. I thought about this, because I don't think of myself as a sad person, but then this weekend my roommate got an insane fever and was shivering ( Read more... )

lessons learned this month:
1. I'm high-maintenance
2. I'm a coward
3. Sex doesn't entail intimacy nor the other way around but
3a. Both are equally terrifying and I'm avoiding both equally

Cool.