I Enjoy Being a Girl Archive

  • He said he was a corporate lawyer, born in Bolivia and that I probably wouldn’t like his politics. He looked like he was 12. It was late. I danced with […]

    Today is yes

    He said he was a corporate lawyer, born in Bolivia and that I probably wouldn’t like his politics. He looked like he was 12. It was late. I danced with […]

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  • There are things in this world you aren’t likely to know until you start spending your time on some kind of aerobic machinery in front of a bank of 8-10 […]

    Things I have learned from the gym

    There are things in this world you aren’t likely to know until you start spending your time on some kind of aerobic machinery in front of a bank of 8-10 […]

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  • I know I’ve been quiet since my brain dump a few weeks ago. Our “only way out is through” era continues with plenty of days that feel semi-normal, in spite […]

    Let’s change the subject to breasts

    I know I’ve been quiet since my brain dump a few weeks ago. Our “only way out is through” era continues with plenty of days that feel semi-normal, in spite […]

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  • She was my mean girl in high school. I dreaded going to school. I dreaded the classes we had together. I was sure it was her that scrawled the word […]

    Mean girl, reconsidered

    She was my mean girl in high school. I dreaded going to school. I dreaded the classes we had together. I was sure it was her that scrawled the word […]

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  • When I was a teenage girl in the 1980s, teachers, local news producers and general do-gooders were keen on showing my kind what a woman entrepreneur looked like. I remember […]

    Cookie lookers

    When I was a teenage girl in the 1980s, teachers, local news producers and general do-gooders were keen on showing my kind what a woman entrepreneur looked like. I remember […]

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  • A good friend visited from out of town this week. At one point she asked if I remembered a time when she lived in town and was going through a […]

    Juice

    A good friend visited from out of town this week. At one point she asked if I remembered a time when she lived in town and was going through a […]

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  • My Facebook connections seem to compound by the day, but I couldn’t feel less connected in general. It’s a little disjointing, this proliferating collection of re-connections with people who have […]

    Faces

    My Facebook connections seem to compound by the day, but I couldn’t feel less connected in general. It’s a little disjointing, this proliferating collection of re-connections with people who have […]

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  • I did some work at a coffee shop the other day, and this marked-up newspaper ad was laid on a counter directly across from the station where you pick up […]

    Guerrilla commentary

    I did some work at a coffee shop the other day, and this marked-up newspaper ad was laid on a counter directly across from the station where you pick up […]

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  • An artist friend of ours sent out an email saying that he had taken down the handmade “Impeach Bush” sign from his front porch, and replaced it with a new […]

    No justice, no peach

    An artist friend of ours sent out an email saying that he had taken down the handmade “Impeach Bush” sign from his front porch, and replaced it with a new […]

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  • On our one quiet, powerless night after the storm, we rushed around the house in the evening, digging out candles, flashlights and radios. (This thing really bit Ohio on the […]

    Oh no! ‘The Secret’ made me a selfish bee-yotch!

    On our one quiet, powerless night after the storm, we rushed around the house in the evening, digging out candles, flashlights and radios. (This thing really bit Ohio on the […]

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