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Posted by Gin on March 31, 2009

Preach on, sister.

Instead of pining over days far gone or talking about how we might resurrect them, we could put our energy into supporting the good work on the ground going on right now — the Young Women’s Empowerment Project in Chicago, the Student Action with Farmworkers in Durham, Exhale after-abortion counseling in Oakland, Domestic Workers United in New York, and more. We could revise our expectations — not a few giant fireworks but so many little sparks; not worldwide protests but effective public-awareness campaigns and advocacy and service provision; not a unified body but a courageous and creative culture.


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Posted by Gin on March 30, 2009

G: Who names fonts?
G: These are some stinkin’ weird names/
G: Why can’t they be all, “This font is called Steve”
C: You should Twitter that.

G: I would except that I still have few followers
G: And I’d rather bug you

G: Also, sometimes it’s exactly like being in an episode of the Office.
G: Except not funny, even in an awkward way.
G: Except for the eyebrow arches I make to the…camera that isn’t there.
C: I don’t think the people in The Office actually think it’s funny.

G: Jim does.
C: Actually, that’d be hilarious: pretend like there’s a mockumentary crew following you around all the time.
G: lol
C: We should meet up in [conference room] sometime and do an interview.
G: Yay, a new coping mechanism!

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Posted by Gin on March 30, 2009

One of my qualities that gets on my nerves is my tendency to want to be The Boss, especially when it comes to social gatherings.

Ever since high school, I’ve been the one that organized parties, impromptu or planned, figured out the menu, and other logistics: Are we watching a movie? Didn’t we watch Rocky Horror last time? J’aime hates ice cream, so let’s do cookies instead. How many teenagers can fit into a Suburban? Is stealing campaign signs technically illegal? How many rolls of toilet paper will we need?

This carried over into college – my apartment was often the gathering place for several-hours-long games of Trivial Pursuit, and inebriated viewings of Disney movies, and drunken shenanigans in general. (Staying in is a lot cheaper than going out, and then your bed and your toilet are so much closer!)

It’s something I enjoy, because I am a pleaser and want everyone to have a good time and eat well. Also, I just really like to run the show.

So it’s been difficult for me, as a member of the Activity Committee here at work, to see our committee chair post fliers for the upcoming social covered in cheesy clipart and enough exclamation points to choke a horse, (Assuming any being could choke on punctuation. And yeah, that’s maybe a bit of an exaggeration. But you get the point.), and to continue to act like a martyr and that planning a party is The Hardest Thing Ever. She actually made the comment that she is “not counting on having a good time” at the party.


You do remember that management will be providing kegs of delicious Shiner, right?
And that there are a dozen other people on the committee who will be there helping?
And that this will not be the First Work Social Ever In The History Of Such Things?

So to see her run around and get overstressed over this event that is still three weeks away is really starting to grate on me. Part of me wants to be all, Just shutup and let me handle this and do as I tell you, and the other half is all, Gin just shut your hole and let someone else be in charge FOR ONCE. And also, no one likes a tipsy hostess.

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Posted by Gin on March 30, 2009

What do I need to add to my Netflix queue?

I am sort of cinematically uninspired right now.
I get my envelopes in the mail – Yay! Christmas! – open them up, and can’t remember why I added that in the first place.

So sell it: what are your favorite movies – guilty pleasures, period dramas, weepers?
Points off for gratuitous explosions, or Steven Seagal or Van Damme in a starring role.

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Marriage Is…

Posted by Gin on March 28, 2009

Coming to the realization that you can spend an inordinate amount of time talking about poop and related processes and subjects with someone and still want to have sex with them.

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Posted by Gin on March 26, 2009

Go read Petunia Face today.
Dear Susannah is able to conjure feelings and images in a way that I have always admired, since most of my thoughts are expressed in different intonations of “Dude. DUUUUDE.”

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Posted by Gin on March 25, 2009

G: Dude.

C: Dude.

G: Gloria Steinem is 75 today.



C: Who?

G: Oh no.

G: Oh no you didn’t.

G: Ok, seriously.

G: Writer and feminist activist/icon.

C: Oh, left-wing freak.

C: Don’t hurt me please.


G: I’m going to fly over there on my feminist witch broom and beat you with it.

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Posted by Gin on March 25, 2009

I’m digging Twitter – it’s somehow easier than the pressure of writing a blog post (OH GOD THE PRESSURE!).

Follow me and I’ll follow you and we’ll Twitterstalk each other.

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Posted by Gin on March 25, 2009

Ugh. Back to 24 (twenty! four!) emails flagged for follow up, that all need my Most Urgent And Immediate Attention Now Now Now Now.

It is unsatisfying to tell an email to Fuck Off.

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No juicy post – just a request

Posted by Gin on March 24, 2009

One of my cats is missing. Sad face.
I know you’d think that since we have FOUR EFFING CATS that losing one would be no big deal, but dude. They’re our children.
So if you’ve a mind to, please send a good thought or a prayer our way that she will end up back home safely very soon.

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