domestic

the last month has felt a bit more about domesticity than usual and it's a weird way of making one feel all. grown. up.

it all started with a broken clothes dryer. then it all went downhill.

• dealing with adulthood day one: repairman comes, notes that he cannot repair the dryer. 
  
• day 2: jordon and i go out, looking to buy a new washer and dryer but, to our surprise, the sizes of said appliances have increased a lot since the last time they were purchased for my tiny home, making them way too large to fit through the door frames and staircase, hence impossible to install. 
  
• day 3: we're on a hunt for a smaller, european set of appliances, which we find out cost an arm and a leg. no luck in most places. 
  
• day 4: we stumble upon a set at best buy. alas, we think, we've been saved! we buy them immediately and wait for delivery. the house is filled with dirty sheets, underwear and dog sweaters. 
  
• day 5: best buy delivers the goods. the goods do not work. 
  
• day 6: go to best buy again, request a replacement. "sure," they say, "only that will be in a week and we'll take two days to deliver it." we go back and forth on the impossibility of getting it done in one day, they refuse to compromise. i say "fuck you" and just return the whole deal. 
  
• day 7: back on the hunt again. roommate calls to mention that the fridge is not cold. we get home and yes, the fridge has died. 
  
• day 8: food rotting, repairman arrives. fridge is better off replaced, he says, than repaired.
  
• day 9: back to home depot. we find a fridge, a washer and dryer and drop close to two grand.
  
• day 10: best buy comes and picks up their defected appliances.
  
• day 11: home depot drops off theirs. door frames come off, everything is a mess. the laundry is in a pile that's bigger than our bed, and we have nothing to eat.
  
• day 12: the washer is not working. really? really.
  
• day 13: go back and forth with home depot on repair/replace the product. they give away all responsibility and tell me to call the manufacturer.
  
• day 14: argue with general electric on why their shit breaks after one day. they agree to come and repair it.
  
• day 15: ge does, indeed, repair the washer. finally. everything is working.

fifteen days. no laundry. no food. broken door frames. a million and one charges on my amex. 

damn you bestbuyhomedepotgeneralelectric for making me feel so grown up.

hi.

i like school, but i don't like having to study.
le sigh.

end of an era

uptown bar, i will miss thee.
jason hare, i will see you soon.

riri

the first time i saw this image i was speechless:



for me, the fact that i couldn't come up with a single word to say in that instant is an anomaly. i'm incredibly outspoken, especially when it comes to women's rights and domestic abuse, but the moment i saw rihanna's face, bruised and swollen, all i could do is stare in a silence that frightened even myself.

it's been months since the image of a beaten rihanna was blasted all over perez hilton's blog, and she's finally speaking about it. although she's still a baby to me, the way she addresses what she went through and how it's impacted her is still pretty powerful. for anyone that's been in an abusive relationship, especially a relationship as difficult to get out, the sentiments she expresses ring very true. you can watch her interview here:



if only we can all just step out, see ourselves from a third person perspective, and run.

i'm glad little riri did.

work life balance

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