Clothes without pockets is one of those things about being a girl which isn't necessarily oppression, but seriously annoy me. The relative lack of professional gear options for women in manual fields (e.g. chef pants, plumber pants, etc) sucks too. AND THEN I FOUND (see comments) WOOHOO!
Dear FriendFeed: Thank you for being you. Thank you for showing the world that even if it's just in our tiny little corner of this social network on the big, bad Internet, there are people who genuinely care and want to help those in need. It's nice to know that I am associated with a group of people who form like Voltron into a gigantic heart. <3
If I may toot my own horn for a moment, I'm a bit over the moon about being invited to speak about the Canadian Government's War on Science at the York U Science & Technology Studies Seminar Series in October.
"Many W3C specifications are so cryptic that they require the sacrifice of your sanity and a secret W3C decoder ring to read. I never understood why these documents were so difficult to read, and after years of study on the matter, I think I found the answer. It turns out that most specification editors are just crap at writing."
Last week I saw a Facebook post from badrap.org about an upcoming spay/neuter event, and even tho I have chihuahuas not pit bulls, I texted them to ask if they had spots open for us. They texted back that pitties come first, but depending on turnout they might be able to help.
All of you criminals have inspired me at one time or another. But Mandy gets the gold star in that territory. She keeps it moving, she keeps trying. I admire the hell out of her for it. Hoping and Praying this next turn around the sun gets you more of what you need and some of what you want, sugar.
I didn't like the woman who does my physical therapy - nothing major, just rubbed me the wrong way. I hesitantly mentioned racism (talking about husband's job) and she went on this unexpected rant about the racist school system here. What a delightful surprise!