I took a picture which sucks too much to post, but I untucked my whole area of the fridge (live with roomies so I have the top shelf, top door, and one veggie drawer). I removed ALL of my food from the fridge, tossed out a bunch of iffy leftovers, took out my whole shelf and drawer, washed/dried/reinserted them, and put my food back in logical order according to frequency of use & food category. Then I cooked myself a kick-ass fish and veggie fried rice from the good leftovers I fished out.
Now I know exactly what is in my fridge and exactly where it is. My inner OCD demon is momentarily satiated.
Tl dr: cleaned fridge, cooked awesome food, life is better for both.
Salt place- this essay has been a long time coming. And like with all writing the longer the spans between cohesive thought, the more pressure builds for a cohesive thought to form. My ego quickening my pulse.
As I said in my last salt place writing, it has occurred to me that my nigrado phase…
This is some deep shit, yo. Read it all. Then have a think about yourself.
FYI on the Facebook pronouns. I selected "them" and I now show up on my family's pages as their son/brother. I had my gender censored from them in a custom privacy setting but FB kinda inadvertently outed me. Just in case anyone is in the same boat, passing that along.
That’s true, provided the following are also true:
…if you went to a school that taught sex-education, AND that sex education was not abstinence-only.
…if your abusive boyfriend doesn’t rape you.
…if the condom doesn’t break.
…if you didn’t take an antibiotic that messed with your birth control pills.
…if you didn’t forget contraception because you were drunk or high.
…if you’re not a drug addict who sometimes has to fuck her drug dealer to score, and he refuses to use a condom.
…if your pimp doesn’t rape you.
…if you don’t have a mental illness that causes disassociation.
…if you don’t have a mental illness, the medication for which messes with hormonal contraception, so you get to choose between sanity and not being pregnant.
…if your partner doesn’t lie to you about having a vasectomy.
…if your partner doesn’t take off the condom when you’re turned the other way.
…if your father, step-father, uncle, brother, cousin, babysitter, or neighbor does not rape you.
…if you’ve had sufficient sex-education to understand where babies come from, what contraceptives are available, and where to get them.
…if you’re not one of the 1-3% of people the pill does not work for.
…if no one drugged you and had sex with you.
…if no one had sex with you while you were asleep or passed out.
…if you have knowledge about contraception, access to contraception and the money with which to purchase contraception.
…if you are brave enough to purchase contraception in a small town where everyone knows you and your extremely strict parents who WILL throw you out of the house.
…if no one has statutorily raped you.
…if you have access to internet and books describing birth control so that you can learn about the process.
…if your IUD doesn’t fall out.
…if your diaphragm doesn’t slip out of place.
…if you were able to walk/able to drive/able to get a ride/able to afford a cab/able to afford public transport to a pharmacy that sells Plan B within the recommended 72 hour window of time, AND you had the money to buy it, AND the pharmacist didn’t refuse to sell it to you based on their personal beliefs.
…if absolutely no pre-cum comes anywhere near you, either on a penis, hand, mouth, or sex-toy while you’re messing around with someone with no intent of penetrative sex.
…if your boss or manager or other authority figure doesn’t rape you or intimidate you or blackmail you for sex.
…if you live in an area of the country that has progressive enough beliefs that you weren’t brought up to think that sex was simply one way a wife “does her duty” to her husband.
“Negativity is a very nasty and contagious disease. Remove yourself from all negative people, situations, and things. Choosing to be positive will help you maintain a better attitude, better health, and mind set.”—Jefroy Hanson (via sundaylatte)
Actress and comedian Azie Mira Dungey used to work as a historical re-enactor at Mount Vernon. And 1- because George Washington’s old stomping grounds are staffed with people acting out roles they might have had during the George Washington days and 2- Dungey is black, she played the role of a slave named Lizzy Mae. Now, she’s made her experiences fielding actual stupid questions from actual stupid tourists into a video series that not only invites laughter, it encourages people to think a little harder about how we lionize the Founding Fathers as paragons of morality.
You all should be watching this. I’m not sure whether I should laugh or cry.
“This is my job, and our interaction would be within the context of my professional life. Your last email was extremely insulting; I’m sure that doctors, freelance web designers, architects, artists, etc. are welcome to both enjoy their jobs and expect to get compensated for their work. To suggest that my profession is somehow different than those, or that my pleasure from my job is somehow in conflict with my expectation for compensation, is absolutely offensive and disrespectful.”—
-From a 500 word stern-as-fuck email I sent to a client earlier today who just really wants a personal mistress so he’ll pay me at first but eventually doesn’t want a financial obligation…he wants me to really take pleasure in it enough to not charge him.
oh, and of course he’s married and worried about “discretion”.