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How to describe depression? How to explain the negative energy when all one’s energy — and then some — has vanished? How to explain the pain and fear of having no words, when one’s words, the only tool one has, are gone?

I went to BlogHer, I came back, and I forgot to take downtime. I [...]

At least one of y’all think I’m Most Inspiring

And Most Provocative. And a Blog You’ve Learned the Most From.

I have been nominated in all three categories over at BlogLuxe. While I normally am pretty dismissive of these sorts of award polls as nothing but popularity contests (and they are popularity contests, make no mistake), I’m actually feeling the love right now, with the [...]

Backpocalypse 2010: Or, my silence explained

You know that fabulous class I was gushing over in my last post?

Yeah, Day Three fucked my back up. Or rather, my back, injured long long ago when I was twelve, decided it had had enough and wasn’t going to take it any more, and I wasn’t going to give yet another massage, I was [...]

I need a name

No, not that kind of name (I did promise I’d never fake y’all out on a pregnancy again, after all). The name I need is for the anti-kyriarchy/pro-diversity kids’ books review series I’m (finally, after thinking about it for aaaaages) starting.

I’ve asked around on Twitter and Facebook, but for those of you following me neither [...]

My brain has been replaced by a slimy grey slug

This is my brain. The leaves are my cranium. Or maybe hair. I don't know, look at my brain, can it reason these types of tricky questions out?

And I think the slug just went into hibernation. (Do slugs hibernate? I bet I would know that, if my brain hadn’t been replaced by a maybe-hibernating [...]

Is this a mommy blog?

A parenting blog? A social justice blog? A personal blog? Something else entirely?

All of the above?

I ask because this lovely post over at the clever Better Baby Box (read her post Suicide is Painful. seriously.) got me thinking, especially in the light of recent hubbub (in North America at least) over “mommy bloggers” and my [...]

The Most Awesomest TARDIS Dishcloth EVAR knitting pattern

I knit. Um, a lot. I also watch Doctor Who, well, about the same amount (I’ve a very hard time sitting and doing NOTHING; I like having my hands busy). So when I was looking for dishcloths and found this, well, I knew I had to make it. (That’s a Dalek, by the way, the [...]

Muscle: Studentum burntoutus profundus

Origin: proximal massage education facility.

Insertion: inferior surface of bedding covers.

Actions: tearing of the hair, mastication of the jaw, and systemic collapse via exhaustion.

To shorten this muscle, continue cramming relentlessly. To lengthen, intermittently apply chai latte and laughter.

Approximately 2% of you are laughing now: to you, who have survived kinesiology in medical or massage school (or [...]

It seems inevitable

Just enough of my persistent-not-exactly-optimism is left that I won’t say it is inevitable… but damn does it seem it.

It seems inevitable that whenever I have a day of wow-I-totally-get-this-parenting-thing, look-at-me-be-zen-about-his-tantrums, damn-dude-why-can’t-you-just-let-it-go-like-I’m-doing, the next day — the very next day — I completely fucking lose it. Break-a-plate-in-anger-when-he-dumps-out-the-eggs-he-doesn’t-want lose it.

I don’t like it. Maybe the zen [...]

Call for anonymous posts

When I wrote The things we won’t blog, I had no idea I would get such a reaction: over 30 comments in 24 hours, talking about the things we don’t feel comfortable writing about on our own blogs, but nevertheless want to get out of us. Obviously, we have things to say that aren’t getting [...]

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