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Just… creepy.

I had the opportunity to take a fiction writing class with David Marusek in Fairbanks, Alaska in 1999, when I started my junior year of undergrad work at the U of Alaska. It was a genre writing class, meaning we were a little collective of folks writing mystery, SF/F, romance, adventure, thrillers, and the like.

Wow, that sounds familiar. Can you really do a “guerrilla poetry” reading… at the local Wal-Mart? Oh, Indiana, red state and fast-food haven neighbor of mine… Quote of the day: “I don’t know if I’m a good poet. Even when people tell you are good, you still don’t really believe it,” Powell said. “It’s like

I love The Onion.

Whoda thunk it’d be a controversy to show a couple of size 10-16 women in their underwear? Apparently, most men don’t like them. Well, luckily, men aren’t buying Dove products: Here’s what some people (most of them men) think of the Dove ads: “THEY’RE DISGUSTING,” reads a post on a popular online bulletin board. The

I finally got around to getting my 3-month-post-IUD-insertion checkup at PP (Dear PP, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways…). There’s some pre-menstrual discharge for about four days before my period, I still bleed for 7 days, but only two of those are freaky. The cramps aren’t fun, particularly for somebody who

Even if it were true that birth control leads to promiscuity, what business is that of the state of Wisconsin? College students are adults. Nope. You can go fight and die and kill other people for your country, but go off and have sex and or get raped and you’re screwed! Literally! No b/c for

So, I’ve been getting back to the gym now, after four or five months off. I was never an athletic person, and I always thought of myself as the resident Fat Girl at school (this wasn’t so true once I hit high school, but my self-image was already set by then), so when I go

Our phone’s still out. And I collapsed yesterday after grocery shopping and putting the last bed together, so the liquor cabinet contents are still downstairs. Sad. Lord knows I need the liquor upstairs… Also, I tried to go grocery shopping yesterday, and realized I’d overspent myself for yet another month, and my bank card gave

Was up until midnight last night moving shit upstairs. Do you have any idea how heavy a goddamn air conditioner is? That thing was a fucking bitch. Still, we’re at about 98% moved. What we have left: 1 bookshelf1 floor rug100 lbs worth of free weights (ah, yes, me and my free weights)A handful of