when old ladies are homophobic but have lesbian haircuts
what the fuck is a lesbian haircut??
I guess it’s really all Joseph Campbell’s fault. That pair of opposites drives people crazy, even when they try to listen. And it’s taken me a while to realize that I’m not responsible for their reaction, only my own. Sometimes I feel like I made a huge mistake moving here- it’s hot and there are maybe two other 25-30 something’s and a bunch of Hoosiers. Also, open relationships seem to be all the rage. Thankfully, participating in drama is a choice. Farts. Abortion. Dead babies. I can’t stand blogs except once in a great great while, or when I reblog interesting people who post neat stuff.
I don’t know if I understand southerners. If steel magnolias taught me anything it’s that there’s usually a hive of secrets lurking around. I sound like a Canadian sometimes, I look like a German. There’s this thing I’ve noticed where people look like they’re super cool but are actually dumb and sometimes going through the motions; contrary to my general post-Recession rust belt observations of super down & out and broke and really, really talented usually. I will never survive California, and I will actually melt at temperatures greater than 38 Celsius/100 Fahrenheit. Riots are rarely a surprise and the anguish makes me sad. Wow the south is different. St Louis is a blast, rolling solo and with a gang.