||[Dec. 14th, 2005|09:24 am]
The Only Girl in the Car by Kathy Dobie was a very upsetting book. It's a memoir about her teenage years in Hamden, CT, in which she decided at 14 to start having sex, gets a slutty reputation, and terrible things happen. It is a great testament to how sexuality is treated differently for women then it is for men. It's also an excellent portrait of her unique family life. And of course I loved it, because you know me + memoirs by former wayward teenage girls. |
I started Selling Women Short: The Battle for Workers Rights at Walmart, recommended by Erika (themachinestops), and it is angering but not at all surprising.
I can't figure out how to unlock my mp3 player, which means it plays but non of the buttons work until the battery dies and i recharge it, which means that i have to listen to whatever it happens to play, which, this morning, was Pretty Hate Machine. Which is totally dated and not at all timeless, and also sucks. The only song I really like, "Something I Can Never Have," is marred by what must be the worst line ever written: "Gray would be the color, if i had a heart." Ooh, Trent, you're so dark. Ugh.