Hi, remember me? It’s been a whirlwind couple of weeks, and it’s not likely to get any less windy and whirly. I just started a new job and one of my favorite people in the whole world is in town for a week, so I don’t expect much writing to come from me and neither [...]
Author Archives: Virginia Ruth
blargh
I am not putting on earrings today, in protest of the fact that I have to be up and about at all. One of my co-workers has been sick, and I grudgingly agreed to cover her classes if she still wasn’t able to come in to work today. I then stayed up until 2 am [...]
to Paris
Dear Paris,
I had forgotten you died. I always saw you as living beyond them, joining the city of mourners, knowing but never understanding that your love, who died — as you thought — on the morning you were to marry her, was never yours at all. That underneath your measured courtship, your civil gallantry, two [...]
reverse paristalsis
You guys, this is kind of gross, and I’m sorry for that, but I can’t say what I want to say without going there. So… this post is about vomit. And if that’s going to bother you, maybe look elsewhere.
There’s been a lot of heartbreak and loss in my world over the last four months. [...]
reading Rorty, part 2
Well, my boyfriend Richard Rorty and I are at odds again. I’m kind of glad… there’s a piquancy in the blend of “dear man, you are brilliant!” and “dear man, you are out of your fluffy mind!” that I would have been sad to lose.
So here’s where we stand. One of Rorty’s biggest shticks is [...]
just be who again?
This is sort of a follow-up to my post from a couple of days ago. I’ve learned that if I state my intention to do a follow-up or a related post, it almost never happens. But if I had stated my intention, it would have gone something like this: “I have more to say about [...]
reading Rorty
I’ve recently pulled out my Richard Rorty books. I first read him in my junior year, with Dr. Hyman (Core 3 part 2… one of the best classes I took), and I quickly fell in love with him. The kind of love where half the time I want to shake him till his teeth rattle, [...]
kind of like the princess and the pea. maybe?
Yesterday the plan was to be working in the morning and babysitting at night, with a long afternoon to myself. Got a call first thing in the morning from my manager asking if I could cover the two afternoon birthday parties for my co-worker whose granddad was in the hospital. Of course the answer was [...]
love and teddy bears
My teddy bear’s head started to fall off last night.
It’s almost funny, because of the timing. I’ve had stuffed animals fall apart before, but this is the one I’ve had the longest and hugged the closest, and while he’s certainly aged, in 25 years he hasn’t lost so much as a tuft of fur. And [...]
Thursday
Suffered early-morning insomnia for the second day in the row. I am not pleased with this trend. My mind was spinning both times, but I think it’s a case of thinking-because-I’m-awake rather than awake-because-I’m-thinking. It would be on my two long work days, too.
I never did get the hang of Thursdays. – Arthur Dent
When I [...]
