top ten list #1

Peeves for right now:

1) Superfluous hyphens (example: Child-less. Look, fuckwit, it's childless. One word.)

2) People who don't have children and don't want them who think that

a) they are superior to breeders

b) all parents are selfish and irresponsible and shitty at the job of parenting

c) all kids are poorly mannered brats

Generally, all of the stereotyping I am seeing about parents and children piss me right the fuck off. So what if you don't want to have kids ever? I support that - my best friend's husband had a vasectomy because they did not want to reproduce, so I understand and I think everyone's personal choice should be respected and treated as valid until you prove those things to be inapplicable to you. But get off your narrow-minded, supremacist, stereotyping high horse regarding those of us who do choose to bring children into the world, and who do an amazing fucking job at it, too.

3) The new BUST really disappoints. It just keeps getting... glossier. Does it have to be the goal of every zine to become a full-fledged, shiny, mainstream magazine with a humongous circulation? They used to be so much better, and now they are becoming pedestrian and typical. I saw practically no reader submissions in the last issue, and no call for reader submissions for the next. The hell? I hate it when things I love become popular, "discovered", and, consequently, subpar.

4) Fucking apartment inspection tomorrow. The apartment managers and property owners can suck my left one.

5) Duncan not letting me give notice. I would tell him to suck my left one, but he would, and then I'd get nothing else done today.

6) A marked lack of self-confidence.

7) The fact that I used to have something else in this space and I am currently deleting it and writing this because it offended someone and provoked an unhappy reaction. Feeling that I can not express myself without doing some sort of damage. I am letting this person's reaction affect me so deeply. I should not have to explain what I think and feel and write in this diary at any given time, yet I do it anyway, because I am a wimp, desperate for approval. The feeling that I am being punished for my words. The fact that one offhand, overblown, poorly considered, poorly worded, temporarily unhappy remark has caused me to lose something. The feeling that I have to censor myself from now on, to avoid any more adverse reactions.

8) Unfaltering conviction that no one reads this but me. Self absorbed? Nah.

9) Thought about starting a zine, immediately followed by an encounter with some really cool/interesting/unique zines that show me, once again, that I have nothing interesting/cool/unique to say and no reason to have a zine anyway.

10) I'm cranky as all hell.