October 12, 2004

just burning out and stuck in line

Hello all you handsomes.

We've got quite the selection of mundane topics. I'd love to knock your socks off with some either/or action, but all I can really muster are things like "Why can't I live in a cave?" (besides the obvious answers). "Can I be a liberated woman and still be a housewife? The option of being able to spend all day organizing my house sounds awesome." and "Is it really *that* weird that I made an extensive list of all the perishable food items in our refrigerator? I don't think it's that weird."

So as you can see, sweet butternut muffins, not a whole lot going on. Here's a short list breakdown:

Cultural anthropology is making me want to drown myself for being a U.S taxpayer.

It's difficult to debate with my father because he believes a lot of things that I consider to be lies and I believe a lot of things he considers to be lies.

It's totally crush season./Every Derby Girl has a new cut and color*.

Seattle wants to tongue-kiss you with leaves.

I'm ready to drink a beer and listen to your favorite record with you.

*We're now officially a blonde, a brunette, and a redhead.

Posted by Sonya at October 12, 2004 02:10 PM
Comments

If Feminism is all about choice, that is wielding power over your own life and destiny, then wouldn't choosing to be a housewive be considered a radical act of Feminism?

Posted by: KING COMTE I at October 12, 2004 04:01 PM

If you should just so happen to marry someone very, very sucessfull, and therefore with no need for a second income, could you think of a better person to raise the children?

Posted by: Bryan at October 12, 2004 06:33 PM

Leaves. Leaves. Those stinkin' leaves don't stop. I clean them up and when I'm done I turn around and there they are again. They keep falling and falling and...oh sorry. A beer would help with the leaves.

Posted by: nathaniel at October 12, 2004 08:36 PM

Sonya, I am ALL YOURS. Come OVER HERE NOW and listen to my favorite record for me, there's beers in the fridge.
And Cultural Anthropology made me cringe every day simply for being an American - even MORE for being a CHRISTIAN!! GASP!! (understandably so in so many sad cases.......)
anyway..... did I tell you I had a dream about you the other night? how's that for weird.

Posted by: Wow at October 13, 2004 06:29 AM

I so, so hope that when I have kids, they'll live in a home where their parents are their primary caretakers.

In the meantime, I just learned to play Quarters. Lets go to the Summit Pub and do it up right.

Posted by: sonya at October 13, 2004 09:31 AM

Has your Dad met Mr. Norton? It sounds like they would have an interesting chat.

Posted by: Jeremy at October 13, 2004 09:39 AM