I’ve been a bad, bad blogger lately. The wireless network I was stealing internet from just put up a security block (damn them), and so I have no internet at home, which means that all of my internet time is either in the library when I should be studying, or at my lovely local coffee shop, which conveniently offers free wireless. Which means that I haven’t been getting all that much blogging in over the past few days. So I apologize to everyone who has sent me link after fantastic link, which I haven’t posted on. To make up for it, a short link-round up follows, and then a bit of vanity blogging:
The fabulous Ms. Lauren posts on the reality of living with student debt, and the impossible situations that such debt can leave you in.
Cortney Harding has a piece up at HuffPo about her struggles with eating, exercising, and the transition from exercising for thinness to exercising for health.
Ali reminds us of yet another reason why the war in Iraq is thoroughly fucked: corporate torture.
Brave Russian journalist Anna Politkovskaya was murdered in Moscow. To register your outrage, visit this website. Natalia also offers a sample letter that you can send to Putin & co.
Julia sends on this request for help with the ladies, which is full of, um, “helpful” responses .
My nomination for most inane post ever. Yep, you know those Feministing girls — all about sugar and spice and everything nice! And boobies!
And in unrelated news, I took a cue from Ms. Lauren, channeled Betty Paige, and dyed my formerly tan-ish hair dark brown. And I’m a big fan.
I actually really like the picture of you with tan-ish hair. Your face conveys this mixture of annoyance and indulgence or forbearance, with a hint of humor and irony, that is very hard to pull off (and quite attractive, if I may say so).
I thought that “request for help with the ladies” seemed quite reasonable, as it seemed to me like the main messages were “women are not a different species”, and “have interests where you meet people”. The problem is that none of these discussions ever seem very helpful, in my opinion, unless you’re failing to remember the first answer above.
HAWT. Although if you were really going for the Bettie Page look you’d have dyed your hair black and gotten bangs too. Hee.
I’m thinking about dyeing my hair – I got highlights as a birthday present to myself, but the lighter ones have gone all brassy. Woe.
I’m really digging your jewelry. I vote for more jewelry pics. Hair looks fab too.
Oh, and thanks for the link to Cortney’s piece about running. As a long-time athlete who has struggled with many of these same issues, it’s always a joy to read about others who develop a healthier relationship with working out over time.
Man, that thread on what “women” (an undistinguished mass of pussy, apparently) want was just sort of distressing.
And: like the hair. Hair dye is fun, but I just can’t work up the enthusiasm to mess with it anymore. Which will probably make me the first woman in history to quit dyeing her hair just as she started to go gray. Kidding! My gray didn’t start coming in for at least 3 years after I stopped dyeing my hair.
Hot hair, and thanks for the link-love!
Those are the most biased photos of your old and new hair I’ve ever seen. Like infomercial before and afters. Next you’ll be doing Proactiv ads.
even though i can sympathize with whoever cut off your wireless, it still kinda sucks that they did it that way. they could have done it more creatively for a change.