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23 years old. Queer. New York. BA in Gender Studies. Germanophile, writer, reader (see my books here), feminist, runner, writer, lover, nerd. More about me :) In recovery from an eating disorder; living with PTSD. Trigger warnings always apply, please take gentle care. What's up, babycakes?
Let’s just take a moment to appreciate the fact that Pooh has just shoved the equivalent of his own internal organs back into his body like it was no big deal.
No bothers were given that day.
No bothers given.
Yay it’s over!! My presentation went just fine, I was able to talk for quite a bit of time about my partner’s project and then take some questions. She presented my work well and I got lots of ideas from the questions and comments from the rest of the class.
And NOW I am home and I have changed into sweatpants and I can spend my evening tidying while singing, doing German exercises, trying out the yoga in my awesome new yoga book, Skyping with my awesome boyfriend, and possibly watching a bit of LotR.
YAY YAY WEEKEND WOO
p.s. And I’ll have a snack right now and dinner and another snack…yes I will, mhmm.
Wishes for tomorrow: a shift in perspective (I am not fat, gaining weight is a good idea, it is okay to eat 2000 calories [gulpholyshitohmygodfuck] in a day, recovery is the best [only] option), luck in gift-finding, wisdom in supporting my friend, increased clarity, and…whatever, some other nice shit.