Things that Tumblr Needs to Know:
Our director of accounting’s ringtone is currently “Call Me Maybe.”
A Valediction Forbidding Mourning--Adrienne Rich
My swirling wants. Your frozen lips. The grammar turned and attacked me. Themes, written under duress. Emptiness of the notations. They gave me a drug that slowed the healing of wounds. I want you to see this before I leave: the experience of repetition as death the failure of criticism to locate the pain the poster in the bus that said: my bleeding is under control A red plant in a...
In which I pretend to be an adult:
I am currently writing my student assistant a letter of recommendation for a scholarship. Since when am I responsible enough to recommend someone for something? I currently have a bruise on my forehead because I hit my head while reaching back into my car to get my coffee this morning—after I had to stop at Dunkin Donuts for coffee and a bagel because I dropped my original bagel in parking...
New idea for a sociology study:
Lock the nursing professors who study “health care chaplaincy” and health care in “faith-based settings” in a room with the evolutionary biologists and see what happens.
Actually, he’d be perfect for you! You guys should totally date....– It’s fun times around the office when your coworkers are all 15+ years older than you and married. Apparently, as you quickly approach spinsterhood (in their eyes, not mine) there are very few qualifications required of eligible bachelors.
Our campus e-mail is down.
Oh, hi, tumblr. How are you? I can’t do any work!
blace replied to your chat: It’s been one of those weeks. Is it happy hour yet? So what’s the answer? Can she?….bring me a captain and ginger ale…..? Serious question. Sadly, she’s not 21, so no. But 4:30 will bring many, many margaritas.
I am bringing you a shit hot mess from Dr. [Redacted]. I’m leaving now...– My favorite* professor’s admin assistant.
It's been one of those weeks. Is it happy hour...
Me: Alyssa [my student assistant] is making a coffee run. Do you want anything?
Boss: Unless she can bring me a captain and ginger ale, no.
brklyn: brother blake (asleep on my couch): is that what you’re wearing to work today? me (looking down at my outfit of flats, jeans, tshirt, cardigan, greasy bun, bangs that I’m already tired of pinned back): uh, yeah. it’s casual friday! brother blake: very casual apparently. Today, when I walked into the office, my boss gave me the side eye and then said, “Oh, it must...
I’m only in my 20s, not ready to settle down. →
clairemiller86: Excerpts from “I’m only in my 20s, not ready to settle down,” from Salon.com “So it is a choice whether we follow our true path or not. We can choose to ignore what we know; we can refuse to pursue the truth about ourselves; we can follow a path that looks more conventional, that will please others, that will round out some proud narrative we have imagined for...