Bun in the oven
Last night we stayed up late baking bread and worrying over whether it had risen enough. This year, the loaves will be a little denser than last year’s, but we made them on our own and that makes them taste even better.
I’m thankful for my partner, my friends, feminism, and learning how to look critically at things - including this holiday. Tomorrow and Saturday I’ll be buying nothing. Here’s to trying to break the cycle.
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The criticisms of my students would serve as a good warning to visitors of Seeworthy: she talks too fast, she's too hard on us, she assigns too much work, and you have to be a dyke to get a good grade.
In other words, I'm a big, fat, queer, feminist meanie, and I am totally out to get you. Graaagh!
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