I decided to retake anatomy next year because while I passed it the first time…not by a hell of a lot. And I may have just waitlisted for a section...
Why did I think that buying sweet things and lots of carbs at the grocery store the week before my period would end any other way than me stuffing...
God bless liquor store sales. Got the stuff to make margaritas (because I bought stuff to make tacos) and a bottle of wine from my girlfriend’s...
marsha botzer, founder of ingersoll gender center, wants to work with me for my practicum next year
When a financial institution asks me my “mother’s maiden name” as a security question. Because it’s assumed that I have at least one and no more than one mother in my life AND that she married AND that she gave up her own name AND that that part of her identity was erased enough from my public history so as to be a password to access my private information.
On the phone with my friend in korea and he’s explaining to me in english that he must stop smoking because he doesn’t want to become impotent.
Walking down Gangnam street he says (in english) “I must stop smoking for my dick. My dick is important. If my dick does the broken I cannot sex.”
and I hear in absolute plain english behind him “WHAT”
Like when women hate men it’s frustrating at worst, maybe it hurts someone’s feelings, but when men hate women they are shamed, abused, patronized, demeaned, objectified, raped, and murdered, ya feel me, so even if I WAS a raging misandrist like worst case scenario I’d be a bummer at parties, meanwhile a girl somewhere literally can’t leave her house because it’s dark outside.