Considering photos of yourself feels super navel-gazey, but I like this one. I thought he might be taking a photo, but he caught me before I looked to assess. And I think I look lovely. And that’s taken years to say.
I learned a long time ago that life often introduces young people to situations they are in no way prepared for, even good girls, lucky girls who want for nothing. Sometimes, when you least expect it, you become the girl in the woods. You lose your name because another one is forced on you. You think you are alone until you find books about girls like you. Salvation is certainly among the reasons I read. Reading and writing have always pulled me out of the darkest experiences in my life. Stories have given me a place in which to lose myself. They have allowed me to remember. They have allowed me to forget. They have allowed me to imagine different endings and better possible worlds. — from “What We Hunger For” by Roxane Gay
If this all sounds a lot like hyperbole to you then you are probably middle class, college educated, and white. —
Libraries in New York City: Why We Give a Damn and Why You Should Too
Read read read.
Can We Talk About the MLS? | Editorial -
“Browsing through job ads, I am sure, is a dispiriting exercise for many who aspire to work in libraries. Either the pay is ridiculously low, for pages and the like, or the requirements are absurdly high—an advanced degree as well as years of experience even for entry-level positions. And did I mention the pay is absurdly low?
Many face an unpalatable choice: start working in a library to get a foot in the door [my note: if that’s even possible!] and gain experience only to confront an expensive and time-consuming certification blocking advancement, or spend the time and the money to obtain the credentials only to find it difficult to get in the door owing to a lack of experience or overqualification.”
motherfucking recipes: Dicking Over Your Grocery Bill -
At the moment, my parents pay for the food in return for me doing all the cooking. This is a good arrangement. HOWEVER, I have lived on very, very, very broke, and I’ll give you my ten best tips:
1. Racism and classism cost money. Basmati rice is $3.99 for a 1-lb bag…
8. Keep a zippy bag of nuts and dried fruit in your pocket or car. It’ll help keep you from buying stupidly expensive impulse food because you’re kinda munchy or having a blood sugar or protein crash.
and in your purse or backpack. Truly.
Snacks save lives! I’m a terrible human being to be around if I’m hungry. Tip for dealing with a long day, with new people, with travel, with anything: readily available snacks.
Snacks and a quality bra? You can conquer the GD world.
“Mike and Dana look like late-in-life lesbian tennis players who were once rivals but are now lovers.” Michael K.