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March 02, 2006

Sex is commerce... everything is commerce

International Sex Workers Rights Day is tomorrow, March 3 (via Bitch Lab). I can't remember if I've mentioned here that I wrote my undergraduate thesis about decriminalization of prostitution. Great topic, shitty paper, let me tell you. It was great for two reasons. First, I got credit for my major and both of my minors (criminal justice, psychology AND gender studies, respectively, bitches!), leaving me a lot more time to do research than most people, which was the best part. And, I got to talk to the most interesting people in the world. If the CDs that house my entire college career weren't in a box in Philly, I'd use this opportunity to unearth them. But they are.

Instead, check out these links.

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February 28, 2006

NotMyMatch.com

Apparently there are websites on these here internets where you fill out a profile of yourself, add a photo, and strange men email you for sex. Or you find the love of your life. Depends on if you watch the commercials, or talk to my friends. I believe they call it "online personals." Kids today - wacky!

Since we all know being single is worse than the plague, people are always telling me how I should "get into" online personals. "Give it a shot," "you never know," and "why would guys online be any worse than guys you meet in bars. At least guys online have computers." How inspirational. Moving past all of the horrible and insulting assumptions that someone must be making to offer me this advice… no wait, I can't move past that stuff. I mean the nerve… as if I… if I wanted… how can they… who asked…not everyone is… etc., etc.

Anyway, I'm also extremely reluctant to do anything that people gush about as having "changed their lives" or "broadened their horizons." That kind of shit gets you living in a compound, shaving your head and drinking crazy Kool-Aid. Besides, I barely have time to go to work, see my friends, drink heavily, talk to my mother, and blog. See how that comes last? That's why I suck.

I've never been a looking for a relationship kind of gal. I just kind of fall into them. Or onto them (leer). But most importantly, I am a lazy muthafucka. I've almost passed out from hunger because I couldn't be bothered to go to the kitchen from the sofa. It's maybe 7 steps. And the idea of making a profile, finding a cute but not drunk photo, searching for people, and responding to whatever messages I get makes me want to lay down for a nap. I mean, there are tons of blogs just about people doing online dating. Exhausting. Just the thought of it.

Update: One of my coworkers just asked me what I was writing about and I told her. She said "you know, if you're ever going to meet the right guy, you'll have to go outside of your comfort zone." At which point I kicked her in the shins and called her an asshole. Ok, I didn't actually do that. But I did give her The Face®, which is apparently quite withering. Dunno. I like me, so I don't give myself The Face®. This is a woman who works here, in my beautiful ivory tower of liberal/feminist glee. And don't ever say "comfort zone." It's just wrong. And don't even get me started on the "gay rumors" (the horror!) because I brought my best friend to a few work functions. Now I'm all annoyed and forgot the point of this post.

Oh yeah. Fuck off fuckers. Date how, who and when you want. But leave be the hell alone - which is how I'll always be. Woe, woe, woe betide the single girl who fails to deperately seek a mate.


February 27, 2006

Molly Saves the Day

No really, she does. Go read. Interesting writing overall, but now she's compiling information about abortion. Trolls and idiots aside, this is a great thread. Even if you're not a supporter of people setting up illegal clinics, this is a good basic overview of abortion procedures.