@Kalorama_Kat even if kurt did write "live through this," i don't care. 38 minutes of true greatness.
okay it came out in late 93 but "rebel girl" by bikini kill -- that girl thinks she's the queen of the neighborhood / i got news for you / SHE IS"
@I'm Right on Top of that, Rose oh my god you are so right!! i want to give him a hug!
i love this interview, and i am SO HAPPY your story has a happy ending! i've been struggling with vertigo and weird stuff for the last few months, on and off, and it bums me out how useless my doctors have been.
i went in for a whole day of crazy tests -- like they put these big goggles on me to record my eye movements then spun me around in a chair in a pitch black room, and put balloons in my ears with hot water and then cold water. and then at the end, the doctor was like "eh, looks like you're having a balance issue. let's get you an MRI." which ... what?! i could have told you that, doc, without all the nauseating tests!
now the MRI shows that my brain is fine ... which is good! but i still have no idea why i'm dizzy/vertigo-y.
all this to say that your experience with doctors being wack is sadly not so uncommon. thank goodness your boyfriend was paying attention and put two and two together! mazel tov on the baby :)
@funfetti i am a big fan of the dark and stormy -- dark rum + ginger beer + lime aaaaah want one NOWWW
@phillystout i recently began biking in pittsburgh, which, i dunno, is maybe even worse than philly? because of the hills? i dunno. but what i have found is that i get all anxious THINKING about it, but once i start DOING it, the anxiety shuts up. i guess because The Body has taken over, and most voices seem to shut up in the face of that.
i can feel biking seriously changing my life. i am so not stressed about anything. and though i felt like i was gonna die on my first 2013 ride into work last wednesday, this morning i was flying and it was so beautiful.
so my advice is just get started. just ride around your block a few times maybe and get some wind in your hair and each time go a little further afield. and remind yourself that thinking about it is way scarier than doing it!
one of my bestworsts was so hilarious and awful, i adored him even though he was an alcoholic heroin addict and was married, kind of, to someone just like him but living in another state.
this one night, he was dancing around to the cramps in my christmas-light-lit bedroom, naked except for a pink tutu, and i laughed harder than i ever remembered laughing before, and then the smart part of my brain told me emphatically, this right here is the best it's ever gonna get with this guy -- you know that, right? and i knew that the smart part of my brain was right, and then i stopped seeing him.
of course then i immediately started seeing bestworst #2, who looked like a cross between john lennon and harry potter and was 10 years younger than me ... but that's another story.
@wee_ramekin http://www.theawl.com/2013/01/advice-is-futile ?
are there katamari valentines? there are!