Preparing for my job in two days which involves a lot of family law legal aid files and psyching myself out to give people “advice” about their very real very immediate problems… is both exciting and absolutely terrifying…
Bruce Willis in Moonrise Kingdom is still my eyewear inspiration.
I got a job. I am going to be a family lawyer. I can almost feel my life starting.
"Unrequited Love Poem" by Sierra DeMulder — for anyone who has had feelings about the weirdly intimate nature of misplaced bobby pins.
I`ll give them some feelings. Bitches love feelings!
I will never understand people’s excitement about the pumpkin spice latte. For the hype it gets, I would expect it to taste like a freaking pumpkin pie in a cup, but every time it comes out tasting exactly like watered down milk foam with whipped cream and cinnamon on top, and I feel horribly duped.
“People often assume that you’re gay or straight, based on who you’re involved with now—and it kind of eradicates your history and your identity.” […] Inevitably when you start having discussions about this, someone feels the need to pop in and say, “Why do we need labels at all?” But the problem of bisexual invisibility shows exactly why we need labels and how much good they really can do. Naming a phenomenon makes it visible. Populating that name with examples that people can relate to makes it understandable.
A nice little read for anyone who is as confused as Larry King about the B word.
“Number one sexiest female organ: The butt. Number two sexiest female organ: The brain. The badonkadonk and the bathinkathink.”