ive already heard three “why don’t you find a job that uses your degree”, seven “you shouldn’t be moving to austin, you should be settling down”, and one phenomenal bombshell that “your grandfather is sick and he may not make it. and you’re moving. think about someone else”
so come out to see me and shmemson tonight at spiderhouse, buy me a drink, and tell me I’m not a total failure!!
my Facebook feed is littered with posts about something called “feminar” that my aunt and cousin are attending this week, which didn’t sound like the worst thing the two of them could go to?
and then I realized that “feminar” isn’t a poorly named convention for artists and activists and people of every background to talk about social issues but, rather, is a poorly named convention for overtly Christian women to get together and have the purity myth shoved down their throats because “god has big plans for me and I am here to remain pure for them!”.
and then the posts ended with a photo of the two of them attending an overtly homophobic seminar on “marriage sanctity-keeping the purity in our culture”.
and I was done.
good riddance, east texas.
my hair is a bit too purple and i am a bit too excited to get to atx.
i over-purpled my hair tonight
I don’t hate it.
(i refuse to be an adult)
sidenote: I’m coming back for you, NYC. don’t mistake this as anything more than a step towards UCB classes and a mediocre stand up career.
my life is packed away tightly for the big move. Austin bound in 8 hrs.
You. Me. Spiderhouse. Tomorrow.
There’s a rad show going on and I’m in the mood to celebrate the big relocation from middle of bumfuck nowhere to civilization. If you’re around, let’s grab a drink!
the big move happens in less than 24 hrs and i haven’t even begun folding my clothes to pack. tonight’s panic attack is inevitable because I am paralyzed by the stress right now-i go to work for a few hrs and then I’m out of reasons to postpone.
send me some playlists to get me through the evening/remind me how rad austin will be?
in the meantime, im going to stress about postponing as I postpone and procrastinate while watching Buffy.
I know that I move in two days but I’m rewatching Buffy and that seems so much more important than packing everything I own into a car and moving across the state (again)
TCGS returns to South by Southwest for the third time this year, and to be honest I’m feeling some pressure. Our first year we did a show on the tech trade room floor that ended with The Human Fish leading a parade of people throughout the whole facility while everyone…
WHY AM I NOT IN TEXAS FOR THIS?!?! UGGGGGGH
hey. we are all going to this. no excuses.
Seriously, how is it that even Aly’s demos from 5 years ago can still be this good?
this will never not make me swoon
my sight has deteriorated so much in the past year and I’m struggling with how un-punk it is to need glasses at shows
SHOULD BE PACKING LOL VODKA AND BUFFY 4 lyfe