I am trying s hard to make more friends here but I swear to god at these women’s events it’s gotta be like 80% of the convos are straight up interrogations about relationships with men. Tonight I was assured it’s not too late I still have plenty of time to find my Prince Charming

I still like brunch :(

this is gonna sound insane but I think I have something like academia survivor’s guilt

Time to speak my truth: I have never found the periwinkle monologue from The Devil Wears Prada to be very convincing Streep plays it perfectly but the monologue itself boils down to “someone in a room like this chose a color at random and now you’re wearing it. That’s why we matter”

Given how insanely depressed I was this summer I kind of can’t believe how much better my life feels lately. Getting a super cute apartment and starting to actually step into my life as this young professor with a real home has made a tremendous difference

Kamala….announce that you’re moving on the too bright headlight issue…win all 50 states

Ok I feel like I can tell this story now and it’s kind of personal but also weird and funny so maybe people will enjoy reading it So I went today to get an ultrasound for fertility screening because hello I’m 30 now somehow and this is something I have to think about. Nightmare being a woman

my favorite uncle is dying and I'm stuck halfway around the world

Is it fair to be super annoyed if my colleague has a very yappy dog that barks during every Zoom meeting. It shoots my blood pressure through the fucking roof

Had a mildly traumatic ultrasound and let me tell you crying on the metro is the vibe