new mantra

one more month. maybe i won't find a job. who cares. i'll be done with school.

bye

Today is so sad and I can't get San Francisco off my mind. Tomorrow is Queer Rock Camp all week long. I've gotta pack. fuck.

I wanna dedicate this post to the person reading this blog who found it searching for "dog turd bud olympia." Runner up to "real fucking bummer," I think you'll find you've really got a home here. Thanks, google, for creepin' on people and telling me about it.

my only human interaction today lasted for less than a minute. I am finding the end of this semester to be deeply disturbing. 

and my eyes are tired.

The depths of my procrastination

I've spent the morning procrastinating from writing my thesis. Haven't watched a single youtube video. What I HAVE done is 1. compile a wishlist/reading list of books on America culture in the 1930s 2. Look up authors that I'm reading a lot of and see where the teach/ if they're chairing any graduate programs.

http://www.andrewroth.com/publications/killed-rejected-images-of-the-farm-security-administration/

my life is fucked.

just gotta purge it

Saturday to Saturday, I can safely say that this week fucking sucked. not every moment. not without moments of respite and relief, but it very fully and significantly was a real fucking bummer. I didn't cry, I didn't throw anything, or storm out of anywhere, or yell or shriek or howl, but I did feel: sad, insecure, scared, exhausted, overworked, disempowered, unprepared, misunderstood, lonely, isolated, boring, inarticulate, stupid, paralyzed, hopeless, and foolish.

a feeling's just a feeling, and i just feel that shit hard. this week is fucking over and good riddance.

new month, new marks.

9:30am: have had enough coffee to render myself incapable of complex thought, human interaction, or maintaining the dryness of my palms.


better blog about it!!!!

oh wow, 13 hours of staring at my computer and i'm pretty sick of this.

at least i'm good at something

make me sound important

Hannah Horovitz was raised in New York City and moved to the Pacific Northwest to work at Kill Rockstars, a record label in Olympia, WA. She received her BA in American Culture from Vassar College in 2007, with an emphasis on Sociology and Urban Studies. While at Vassar, Hannah served as the Music Director of WVKR. Her thesis, “Eating Our Way Out: Locating Agency and Resistance Within the Consumer Cooperative Movement,” was awarded the grade of “distinction.” Hannah was the winner of the Helen D. Lockwood Prize for excellence in the study of American Culture and graduated with departmental honors. Since 2009, Hannah has collaborated with artist Bridget Irish to co-produce the critically acclaimed Hair Zine. She is currently a development intern and event planner at the Independent Publishing Resource Center in Portland, Oregon, where she is also pursuing a certificate in creative and nonfiction writing. Her academic interests include critical race theory, feminism, and American studies.