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because i'm never going to write the great american novel. damn that f. scott fitzgerald.
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- my name is kate, and i'm a new england expatriate living in DC by way of chicago. i work in development for a non-profit, and i spend my spare time fighting the patriarchy and reading things. oh all right, i watch "project runway" too.
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6 comments:
See? THAT is Feminism.
toast, i've had a strikingly bad day, so i can't even respond to a statement like "THAT is Feminism." especially when on this blog not four days ago i noted that there's no such thing.
unless you're making a joke here. in which case - ha.
i need some vodka and a glass. oh, and some ice. ice would be great.
unless you're making a joke here. in which case - ha.
I was being snarky, yes. Didn't mean to aggravate you.
Go forth and drink.
Although, seriously? That's exactly the sort of quote I think of when I think of feminism. So I was being snarky in the sense of deliberately irksome, but also serious in the sense of, hey, that's an example of the sort of feminist thinking I was trying to refer to the other day. But, please, ignore the serious part. No, really, I insist. Friday afternoon is no time for serious.
i will be drinking, and how, and soon.
and i have more on this, which i'll do tomorrow...it's partially my fault for posting the thought totally out of context. because i actually don't think it's crazy, in a cultural analysis sense. i know it's a bit academic lingo-istic, but hey, i'm only a few years out of grad school, so this jibber-jabber makes sense to me.
but it can wait. one more meeting, and then a seriousness-free friday evening...
i know it's a bit academic lingo-istic, but hey, i'm only a few years out of grad school, so this jibber-jabber makes sense to me.
It makes sense to me too. The crowd I ran with in grad school was *way* into this sort of thing.
BTW, if you were in the Eastern Time Zone, you'd be drinking by now.
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