Testing testing one two three.
I just set up a feed for Livejournal. I'm hoping this will work okie dokie.
I'm a little concerned, though. The feed name is "da_public_blog." As in "DA Public Blog." As in, short for "drunkenatheist public blog." Not as in "da" public blog. I'm not straight outta the late 80s/early 90s and I have no need to act like some dumb white kid who thinks it's really cool to continually screech "I'M RICK JAMES, BITCH!"
I bet people won't get it. That makes me so frowny faced. :(
10.26.2006
Yeah.
I have so much shit going on right now.
I'm trying to organize a donation drive with The Feminist Forum for Common Ground Collective. So far, I've gotten some responses on it. I'm hoping we can send down a nice-sized donation because I really want the community to get more involved with activism, even if is pretty much slacktivism.
Speaking of slacking, good god, I haven't done jack shit in the past few months. Grades are slipping (for my standards), friends are getting ignored, posts that need to be made aren't getting posted and I haven't gone out gone out in forever. However, Best Friend and I brainstormed on what kind of smear campaigns would be run against us if we ever went into politics. We came up with some winners involving throwing bottles of Bombay against the wall.
The dog and cat tried to play with one another this evening. It was a milestone in Beagle-Orange tabby relations. Poor beagle got thwapped on the head by the cat shortly after he started sticking his butt in the air and baying at the kitty. Boyfriend and I almost choked when this happened.
I have so many things I want to write about, but everytime I sit down to write, I'm overwhelmed with the feeling that what I have to say will suck. Which is funny, because the last time I posted something I was shaky about on the LJ, I received a bunch of really positive comments, included one that reaffirmed that I was making a whole shitload of sense. Tonight, I sat down and started writing about power dynamics in platonic relationships, felt that it turned into a ton of gibberish, so I posted it private and posted a video clip of the Temple preachers instead. I think I understand the reasons why; from what I can tell, they are directly related to the topic of my post o' gibberish. Because of the power dynamics and the way women are not only crushed in terms of education in co-ed settings, but also socialized to interact with others, I'm constantly feeling stifled like I might make the men uncomfortable. Which is totally silly because what I have to say is just as valid as the dominant views. (In my most humble opinion, it's actually more valid.)
It's funny to me that I'm posting this here, where anyone can stumble upon it and immediately know it is me. Practically every website I join has the login of "drunkenatheist" or some variation thereof. Yet, I feel too awkward posting this on a limited view in my Livejournal. I guess it's because I'm pretty certain that not a lot of people have the inclination to read this blog, yet Livejournal kind of forces you into reading your friends list. (Unless, of course, you read only certain filters on a regular basis.)
I want to keep on this blog, but I keep thinking "what direction do I want it to go in." I don't want family stumbling upon anything super personal, but I don't know if I really want to - or can - make this a totally impersonal sounding board type of thing. Oh, what a conundrum I'm having!
I'm trying to organize a donation drive with The Feminist Forum for Common Ground Collective. So far, I've gotten some responses on it. I'm hoping we can send down a nice-sized donation because I really want the community to get more involved with activism, even if is pretty much slacktivism.
Speaking of slacking, good god, I haven't done jack shit in the past few months. Grades are slipping (for my standards), friends are getting ignored, posts that need to be made aren't getting posted and I haven't gone out gone out in forever. However, Best Friend and I brainstormed on what kind of smear campaigns would be run against us if we ever went into politics. We came up with some winners involving throwing bottles of Bombay against the wall.
The dog and cat tried to play with one another this evening. It was a milestone in Beagle-Orange tabby relations. Poor beagle got thwapped on the head by the cat shortly after he started sticking his butt in the air and baying at the kitty. Boyfriend and I almost choked when this happened.
I have so many things I want to write about, but everytime I sit down to write, I'm overwhelmed with the feeling that what I have to say will suck. Which is funny, because the last time I posted something I was shaky about on the LJ, I received a bunch of really positive comments, included one that reaffirmed that I was making a whole shitload of sense. Tonight, I sat down and started writing about power dynamics in platonic relationships, felt that it turned into a ton of gibberish, so I posted it private and posted a video clip of the Temple preachers instead. I think I understand the reasons why; from what I can tell, they are directly related to the topic of my post o' gibberish. Because of the power dynamics and the way women are not only crushed in terms of education in co-ed settings, but also socialized to interact with others, I'm constantly feeling stifled like I might make the men uncomfortable. Which is totally silly because what I have to say is just as valid as the dominant views. (In my most humble opinion, it's actually more valid.)
It's funny to me that I'm posting this here, where anyone can stumble upon it and immediately know it is me. Practically every website I join has the login of "drunkenatheist" or some variation thereof. Yet, I feel too awkward posting this on a limited view in my Livejournal. I guess it's because I'm pretty certain that not a lot of people have the inclination to read this blog, yet Livejournal kind of forces you into reading your friends list. (Unless, of course, you read only certain filters on a regular basis.)
I want to keep on this blog, but I keep thinking "what direction do I want it to go in." I don't want family stumbling upon anything super personal, but I don't know if I really want to - or can - make this a totally impersonal sounding board type of thing. Oh, what a conundrum I'm having!
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