Comments on: cuz sometimes I just feel like saying hey

By: Meep

Meep — Wed, 03 Jun 2009 20:02:35 +0000

*lays down in a heap*

I am sooooo stressed out it is unbelieable. I keep looking at my body’s imperfections, and web programming has my mind turned to mush. seriously there needs to be a union for techies that’s anti-racist and anti-sexist, but techies are usually so… AHHH privilege is the word of the day. plus I keep writing words to songs and I want to express myself but I just can’t.

*breathe*

I have no space for myself anymore. luckily I’m moving soon, and getting a kitten soon, so maybe I can have my own spot somewhere. siiigh

By: Lisa

Lisa — Tue, 02 Jun 2009 14:11:28 +0000

I am thinking about how writing and my need to do it is ever changing. Like it’s a calling, a curse, an overpowering presence, a gift, a consuming entity, an impossibility, a love, a hate, an enemy, an avoidance, a smelly sock that I can’t find anywhere but I sure can smell it somewhere, a haven, a secret treasure box, a dream…

By: deviousdiva

deviousdiva — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 10:16:06 +0000

my mind has been full of almost losing my blog and two years hard work and lawsuits that have been threatened by one of my readers (who I happen to have met in real life)

Suck suck suck.

In real life though… it’s all good. The kid has worked really hard on his end of year exams and although we don’t expect him to suddenly be an A student, he’s done himself proud. Battling against boredom and bad teaching to at least find some way of getting through. The results may not be great but he’s done his best. And I love that!

By: annaham

annaham — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 00:35:00 +0000

And by “he,” I mean “the.” Yay, typos.

By: annaham

annaham — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 00:34:38 +0000

For he past few days, my mind has been on not being so damn much physical pain, even if it means having to take more pills (temporarily, that is; I have an emergency supply of ‘scrip painkillers).

By: Whit

Whit — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 00:00:24 +0000

How to get off medicaid. Do I just call somewhere? Can it really be that easy? How to get the smell of cat pee off my dog (nothing easy about that). Why can’t I just wake up in 6 months and feel better about myself and be happier?

By: cicely

cicely — Sun, 31 May 2009 16:37:17 +0000

hi! good morning! i’ve been thinking about walking. i’ve been walking more. your space is reminding me to take time for myself, to feel the connection between myself and my body, to listen to and recognize what my body’s telling me. thank you. whenever i feel myself s l o w l y shriveling, drying up, losing feeling, then i read y’all. i say y’all cuz i am a grateful reader of yours, and many of the brilliant, fierce, funny women in this comment section, and i’ve been bopping around to blogs all morning, and i come here, and there’s this! YAYYYYY!!!!

i hope this is an okay place to put this–i’m always afraid i’m breaking the rules of the internet. if not, i guess you’ll let me know, huh? i’m new to “the technology”–i’ve been reading blogs for about a year, and building my lists of favorites. and there are so many–so many radical women of color who are apparently undergoing some of the same changes i am, and documenting it publicly using some of the same imagery and words i do in my head, even as our circumstances differ so much.

i am pushed and challenged in the greatest ways by this blog, and blackamazon, and womyn’s ecdysis, and guerilla mama medicine, and little light and ellephd who i just found, andandandand so many more whose names i can’t remember beause i go from link to link to link and don’t always stop to look who wrote what i’m reading because i’m overcome with connection and deep love and awe at how amazing y’all are cuz y’all are amazing. which helps me to remember how amazing i am. which is a good thing to remember.

so: thank you. it sounds melodramatic, but i truly feel like y’all have helped to save my life, or given me life, or helped me take my life back. or something.

By: Blackamazon

Blackamazon — Sun, 31 May 2009 11:38:55 +0000

running around like mad . Working alot writinga play . Still being wishy washy on that email I sent you about the thing with the person.

Desperate ly trying to return phone calls

By: Weasel

Weasel — Sun, 31 May 2009 08:54:09 +0000

Music is on my mind these days

Been trying to pick up my bass in my hands every day and feel the reassuring solidity, whatever I end up doing with it. Even singing a bit … am starting to believe there’s a voice in here somewhere I can find.

Sometimes music is life.

By: Faith

Faith — Sun, 31 May 2009 06:06:05 +0000

Saw Ben Harper and Amel Larrieux, met a very cool woman with an interesting life and was persuaded to hang out with this guy who needs to check his insecurities instead of being mad at women (or should I say me).