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I really do need to quit this job….

1) All hetero marriages will be desolved! 2) All heteros will be forced into same-sex pairings! 3) All your children will grow up gay! 4) Everyone will get AIDS! 5) There will be butt-fucking in the streets! 6) Free booze for everyone! I don’t know about you guys, but I’m voting yes… for the booze!

Meanwhile, the abundant pity that Muslim women inspire in the West largely takes the form of impassioned declarations about “our plight”–reserved, it would seem, for us, as Christian and Jewish women living in similarly constricting fundamentalist settings never seem to attract the same concern. The veil, illiteracy, domestic violence, gender apartheid and genital mutilation have

Well, today’s the first day I’m going without the midday insulin, as my doctor prescribed. I was supposed to lower my Lantus dose (my once-a-day long-lasting insulin shot that I take every morning) and go without the midday hit starting yesterday, but chickened out. My sugar count is always highest at noon, and I hated

Totally bounced two checks this month. $400 in medication costs and 2 weeks of unexpected no-work pay will do that (alas, I’d already sent out these checks before getting the news that I was getting $300 less this month). And yes, I paid for groceries this week with my credit card. Oh, I just got

My second week of Clarion, I stayed up all night writing a short story about a women who leads a group of desert fighters on behalf of a foreign man she’s sworn herself to. There were two kinds of women in this society – “women,” who were the fighters and occasional mothers, and “ladies,” who

Ran errands today with Jenn, and did our once-every-two-months-or-so Costco run. My blood had been running high at lunch, so I wasn’t very concerned about it. I walked up our three flights of stairs three times, and for the first time in months, the idea of slogging up them didn’t make me tired. I grabbed

Interesting article on the “food wars” going on in the school system . If the changes were about health, I’d love to get behind them: put more juice choices in schools, more trail mix as opposed to Snickers bars in the vending machines, making lunches palatable so you’re not rummaging around for snacks all day

Did another follow-up call with my doctor, Dr. S, this morning. I’ve had a couple of nights where I’ve been running under 70 on the blood sugar count (and had two low sugar reactions in the middle of the night), so he’s cutting my long-lasting morning insulin dose from 30 to 26 units, which makes

I was chatting with my buddy Julian yesterday about a number of things, and we touched on my feelings about my body’s new “broken” status. I’ve been rejecting the “sick” label or calling myself “sick” because I have certain ideas about what sickness is: sickness gets better. Sickness is temporary. And, most importantly, for me,