This looked like a good way to decompress, I don't want to edit my final paper for the umpteenth time anymore, and some other people are doing it, so I thought I'd join in the fun. Thanks Trig Palin and Patricia K. for the inspiration!
1) When I spend a good two hours cooking an elaborate, delicious meal, and then my boyfriend doesn't do the dishes even though 50% of all our fights are about the fucking dishes. He never does the dishes or even helps me cook, so pretty much everything kitchen is all up to me and it sucks. Supposedly the household rules are that the person who doesn't cook cleans and vice-versa, but he never holds up his end of the bargain and I have to do it because to living in filth is just barely worse than capitulating.
2) The Miss California thing. Yes, she's a dumb bimbo and a hypocrite (and her tits are fake). No, I don't agree with her stance on gay marriage. But will the left please. shut. the fuck. UP about her, already? All this yapping about Miss California just makes our side look intolerant and petty and makes her into a martyr, which only strengthens the anti-gay marriage movement. Let's just let this go since she's not running for political office. Letting her fade into oblivion would have been far more effective and far less petty and whiny.
3) My hair. It's bouncy and curly and thick and snarly, and it looks okay as long as I spend an hour unsnarling and dump half a bottle of leave-in conditioner in it before leaving the house. Then an hour later the leave-in conditioner makes it look and feel so greasy you could fry an egg in it, so I stick to chemical straightening. I'll probably be bald by forty, but it's a price gladly paid to not look like a yeti.
4) I'm going to go ahead and steal from Trish--women who are prettier than me. I'm not a dog, and I try not to let it get to me most of the time, but I often wonder what it would be like to look in the mirror and go, "I am a fucking 10," and to love swimsuit shopping instead of dread it.
5) All the math you have to take for an econ Ph.D. Maybe it is in fact the case that world hunger can be solved by committing to memory what happens to the infinite sum of √(n + 1) -√n...but I sort of doubt it. Math was never my strong suit but I still enjoy it; nonetheless, I think teaching economists engineering-style mathematics is inefficient. The marginal cost of knowing a lot of this stuff far outweighs the marginal benefits, and (as the Chicago school demonstrates perfectly), people who get lost in the models and don't consider how variables interact with each other in the real world miss the forest for the trees and make bad models that don't accord well to reality. Working knowledge of calculus and lots of statistics and regression analysis, yes. Making my work fool me into thinking I'm a math student? No thanks.


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rated.Jim
Incandescent--I think it's pretty amazing that you and your wife were married so young and are still so happy, and that the biggest issue in your marriage is the dishes! I wish we weren't so monogamously inclined, because that elegant solution is very elegant--does your boyfriend mind doing the dishes, by the way?
The balding...haha. I have a friend who's balding early (he's 25), and we always tell him that it's not a bald spot, it's a BOLD spot for brazenly exposing his cranium to the public :) Hope your toothache is better, and I very much enjoy your chattiness!
Patricia--I hope you're right; thanks.
James--Thanks for the comment. While the universe may be explained by food recipes, demand and supply of widgets is not, and that's a damn shame.
Cheers, everyone!
by the way you are no slouch lady.