July 2012
47 posts
“Who reads Marx for fun?”
– the girl snickering behind me in critical theory class this year when the prof asked me in what class i had previously read marx. i think she was an education student.
packing for montreal #4
NO PANTS
June 2012
74 posts
okay i don’t wanna move or finish my nyu application i just wanna hide under the covers in aircon and watch morvern callar on repeat with the cat then i will want to move and finish my application okay
packing for montreal #3
heels to weird hooded jackets from asia ratio of 1:1
packing for montreal #2
theory text to heels ratio of 2:1
packing for montreal
sun dress to theory text ratio of 4:1
rant rant rant
seriously, can these fucks stop harassing my loved ones every single fucking day? i don’t expect our lives to be easy, and i don’t expect theirs are either. but maybe if they kept their shit on their own sidewalk for a change, they’d have to clean it up a bit.
there are many reasons i live a minute walk from most places i go. i’ve spent over a decade walking home alone....
omg luke perry
“Brenda: do you think we’ll make it here?
Brandon: well, the weather is...”
– Beverly Hills 90210 Pilot Episode
WatchMY INSIDES
(punk love by magnetic fields w/ best video ever)
even cyclists catcall in peterborough.
a CV should really just be a list of the books you’ve read.
you know
you’ve got a good thing when they ask, ‘have you had your nap yet today?’
confessions #42
some people recreate the dynamics of their relationship with their parents in their interpersonal relationships as adults.
i seem to recreate the dynamics of my relationship with my sister.
i wish this was simply a “humans are so interesting” moment, but it’s totally a “fuck the world” moment instead. sigh.
p.s.
UGGGGGHHH RANDOM ENCOUNTERS WITH EXES YOU REALLY LOVE AND MISS WHO DON’T WANT TO TALK TO YOU
flirting with british people
is the best cuz they say “fancy” you
survival strategies #43
almond yogurt & gluten free granola
application to lit, culture, and place ma program at the uni of strathclyde in glasgow is back on!
sometimes all i want is a plan, instead of all these opportunities. but i know that is me being a big baby.
so
i’ll figure out at some point how to write shorter blog entries. but this one was important.
http://kateemacneill.com
romance tm. redux. or survival strategies #13, 38, and 42 (or something).
when
you sleep
& i imagine
you dream
good grief.
why are all the goodlooking men on okc in paris browsing my profile.
stop taunting me.
another day.
my father lost his train of thought on the phone today.
it came back a little further on in the conversation.
but from the man who taught me most of what i know about argument and rhetoric and logic and analytical reasoning and arguably, trains of thought,
it threw me.
sometimes i forget that he is almost seventy.
and i am only turning twenty seven.
sometimes i feel very far from home.
survival strategies #39
when all the tumblr feminists post at the same time.
on saturday evening while on tumblr in bed.
life is complicated
just made vegan gf lasagne.
forgot to put in spices.
‘Restless’ just made my soul explode. I’m not sure I knew I had one before.
again.
i decide to watch restless by gus van sant, and the date on the gravestone of the character’s parents is june 15th. i hope it makes me cry.
so far, the runaways movie makes up for everything twilight ever. holy god yes.
thesewitheredmachines:
my heart is gonna burst, i have so many beautiful friends.
THIS IS HOW I FEEL TODAY TOO
I BELIEVE IN THE RADICAL POSSIBILITIES OF PLEASURE, BABE.
confessions #41
dreaming of paris. in english. with a terrible french accent.
confessions #40
sometimes i find myself tapping my foot along to the chirping birds.
i just wrote a piece on heart rates & triggers. there’s obviously a trigger warning.
i posted it on my blog. which is here:
http://kateemacneill.com
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"my astrologer said"
50fuckingtimes:
bossyfemme:
kateemacneill:
virgos inherently know that daily life is sacred; they are priests and priestesses (often) without a religion. daily routine is elevated to ritual through their conscious attention.
every morning, when i take my anti-depressant, i say to myself:
“i commit to this day being better than yesterday.”
yes!
virgo power.
YES YES YES YES YES YES. I’m...
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