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descending trough.

how do i say this without sounding insufferable?
i kind of hate Nantucket.
i have been in an unbelievable funk since i got here. i have tried to logic my brain out of this depression, which works most of the time these days, thanks to a well-worn and hard-won mental pathway that i can force myself down […]

in which i talk about the ugliest parts of myself or, why i dislike my sister.

( la familia and mental health and neuroses and new york and rants and ow )

i am jealous.
okay, this sounds like the oldest tale in the book of sibling relationships. i am jealous of her. it’s stupid that it took me nearly 29 years on the planet to not only figure this out that this is probably most of the root of the problems in our relationship.
what prompted this? she […]

if i were going to be a pop star, i would be Lady Gaga.

she had me at “pop music will never be low brow”.
i’m trying to figure out how she flew under my radar for so damn long. i tend to be late to the party for most pop culture trends, so it shouldn’t be much of a surprise. for a long time i just thought she was […]

riot grrl retrospective.

ooof. sorry.
so, what the hell happened to this past week? i don’t know. i’m not going to write about it.
last spring i took a fabulous art history class that changed my life: Feminist Perspectives in Art History. it was taught by Magali, who was so amazing i asked her to be on my committee. she […]

micro (writing) / macro (Life Decisions!).

i have had a hard time writing here since i started Tweeting regularly (for those of you who are interested:  my twitter feed is here). all my writing has become condensed into 140 characters or less, and i find this vexing. i come from an old, old school of online writing, where once upon a […]

who would jesus smack? (upside the head, that is)

the last few entries have been terribly depressing. i apologize for that.
well, stoke the fires of self-righteousness, people, because i am about to get on my WTF soapbox. last night was my first night of my schedule diet - that is, i am going to sleep and getting up at the same time every day. […]

fat talk.

i want to write more about the election, soon, but i found this great video on Ducky Doolittle’s site and i thought it merited a posting.
the reason why is that i have been forced to deal with constant “fat talk” from someone in my life. this person goes to ridiculous and painful […]

my newly claimed and entirely lame musical nostalgia.

( music and pop culture trash and rants and ow )

well, this Defamer post depressed the hell out me, because it is sadly true:

After word emerged yesterday that MTV was planning an extreme dieting beauty pageant, we knew it was time to ask ourselves, “Do we still want our MTV?” Many of us grew up in a time where the network was perceived as alternative, […]

dear 2008 olympics,

i have questions.
despite my qualms about your host country, thanks to my general unemployment and sloth, i have found myself watching you far, far more than i planned. because of the twelve hour time difference, the really good events are airing in what i call M. Ravian Prime Time: 10 pm to 3 am. and […]

bed, bed, bed.

( mental health and neuroses and neck and real estate and rants and ow )

from that winter in harlem, originally uploaded by m. ravian.
let this serve as notification to any party who decides to pursue a significant relationship with me - i cannot sleep with anyone.
right now i have relegated myself to the living room couch (which, i should say, is not a terrible thing, as it is a […]