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Spent pretty much all of yesterday in bed, getting up periodically to eat, check e-mail, soak in the tub, and watch the rest of Battlestar Galactica, which I will rant about later (half the female characters are still robots, Starbuck is the hottest character of them all, I’m sick to death of boringly pretty boy […]

Maybe we should stop listening to the old rich white guys about “women’s liberation” and start talking to the women. They might have something to say about it. Read it all here: I am an Iraqi woman, and I am boycotting Sunday’s elections. Women who do vote will be voting for an enslaved future. Surely,

WASHINGTON (AP) — President Bush told abortion foes on Monday he shared their support for “a culture of life” and claimed progress in passing legislation to protect the vulnerable. “We need most of all to change hearts and that is what we’re doing,” Bush said as anti-abortion activists marked the 32nd anniversary of the Supreme

Stolen from Matt Cheney: Clarion East, one of the oldest and most prestigious SF-writing workshops, lost their university funding last year, and so they are holding an auction, where you can bid on remarkable items from people like Michael Bishop, Cory Doctorow, Harlan Ellison, Neil Gaiman, Jeff VanderMeer, Kate Wilhelm, and Connie Willis, among others.

Here’s a handy Buffy episode template for Season 3: something every young, aspiring slash fic writer should keep in their toolbox. Cold Opener: Buffy is on patrol. She kicks vampire butt, etc., then stumbles across a person[s] killed in a gruesome and emblematic manner. BUFFY: Ew. *cut to opening credits* Scene: The Library BUFFY: …and

[Brutal Women note: This was originally posted on 1/7/05: I am re-date stamping it for 1/27/05 to keep the comments current, as it’s received some interest.] Brendan’s found a couple of good articles. The one I want to tackle is this one about why feminists are afraid of fat: i.e. feminists want to be pretty,

I’ve been feeling for the last week or so that I’m fighting an uphill battle, and rapidly losing ground. I’ve had a number of freakouts lately (food binge twinges, exercise shrug-offs, early-to-bed “low” days, and two very, very uncommon twinges of claustraphobia – weirder still because they came within a couple weeks of each other),

Because I love putting faces to names in the blog world. Me and my mom, Christmas `04. My sister and her son, Christmas `04 Me and my maternal grandmother, when I was about 14. I like this one, as the family resemblence is uncanny 😉

Man, I hate writing up posts I don’t have the guts to make public. Oh well. Another one for the draft stack. These things are piling up…

The other day, Jenn told me that a friend of hers said I might be interested in this story: Apparently, this woman, a grad student, was prescribed Zoloft and not told at the time that it was known to cause decreased sexual desire in women. In fact, when men are prescribed Zoloft and Prozac now,