I’m too sick to type out how angry I am about Congress’ current war on my ladybits – but, despite that I got up early-ish to walk from the State Capitol to the City building to stand up and say, “Huh uh, buddies!”
It would explain a lot.
Resolutions Twenty Diggity-leven
1. Watch as many seasons of Dallas as possible. This clip should explain why.
2. Set some boundaries at work. 2010 was a bit of a whirlwind of opportunities (on one hand) and shit sandwich (on the other). I take pride in my work and in doing a good job, but last year I took it too far – working too many late nights and vacations, for pretty much nothing in return. Extra work/ stress without compensation will not be happening in 2011. Any catalog/ website emergencies not occurring Monday – Friday between 9am and 5pm will be deferred to the, “I’m sorry, I’m watching Dallas right now” department.
3. Hobble a good sewing-type person (i.e. Misery) until they agree to make or help me make a chubby girl replica of a 1950s/60s chiffon party dress to wear to Tawnya’s wedding.
Seriously. I needs it.
4. #3 brings me to #4 – Work on the chub and by that I mean – make healthier eating choices, drink more water and exercise. An extra bonus would be not feeling like a fatso whale at Tawnya’s wedding, but I mean – I’m doing it for my health and stuff. No really. I’m not going to put a number on it, but I would like to lose some amount of “the weight” and see what that’s like for a bit. There~ I said it. Are you happy now?
5. Spend an afternoon or evening or whatever replicating the Black Swan makeup.I may also need to make a crown.
6. Fucking curse less. This one is going to be more difficult than hobbling someone.
7. Finally get around to remodeling our two back bedrooms…maybe in the summer. The middle room at least shouldn’t be terrible – just floors and paint, but the back room is making me feel queasy. It was a late addition to the house and I’m pretty sure it was built out of popsicle sticks and spit balls.
8. Spend more time this year developing my visual arts skills; painting, digital design work etc…
9. Play music again.
10. Go on a real, non-stressful, lay about next to water drinking margaritas type vacation with Lars.
Where do I begin? … “cackle?” or “hijacked?”
I think I’ll start with “cackle” since it seems fairly obvious you meant “gaggle,” or maybe you meant “cankle” as some sort of mean-girl reference to stompy-booted lezzies like Hillary Clinton. Who really knows? Perhaps you were Tweeting in tongues.
Now, let’s get to the meat, Sarah – the implication that a “cackle of rads” “hijacked” the term feminist. Hooker, a [cackle of rads] INVENTED feminism ergo they are incapable of “hijacking” it.
I could write a thesis on this one tweet if I weren’t, you know busy being ironic (& passe)….wait, I mean, lazy.
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