Sunday, May 31, 2009

Outrage and Sadness

I am very upset and angry about abortion provider Dr. George Tiller's assassination. He was a hero for women's reproductive rights and health, a hero to abortion providers across the country, and a warm and caring soul. The hypocrisy of his being gunned down by an anti-choice nut job is just overwhelming. I don't even know what to say beyond that other than I have the utmost respect and gratitude for doctors who provide this vital service to women across the country and the world. There are fewer and fewer of them, and their targeting is abominable.

I hope to attend vigils in the Bay area should they materialize. If you want to send a note to his family expressing your support and condolences, visit the Feminist Majority Foundation action alert page.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Work... Life?

When I was about to graduate high school, I had this depressing epiphany. Everything I do in high school, I realized, was done in pursuit of a great college experience at a great college. Then, I concluded, everything one does in college (at least academically) is in pursuit of a great job or great graduate school. But that's when it ended, right? Wrong.

I've entered the working world, the professional world, full speed ahead. My boss encouraged me to join the professional organization of fundraisers called AFP (the Association of Fundraising Profesionals). Not only have I joined, but I have joined a committee (the collegiate chapter - sounded like a good idea because I am so recently collegiate, and it feels more like a college club than it has any right to be) AND joined the mentorship program. I'm a little overwhelmed. Mostly because since I joined AFP, work has been insane. But the larger problem than stress is this: all of the professional advancement I am undergoing is causing me to think about it ALL THE TIME. As an example, while running today (yes, sometimes I exercise), I ran by a garage sale - and thought to myself, "I wonder what they do, I should go and take some business cards." Truly desperate, I am not. Truly INSANE, I am.

So I have decided to begin a new full-time career on the weekends of chilling out. Also, no more AFP extracurriculars for awhile. We all have our limits. This is my new one. And I will begin being more lazy right after sending an email to the guy at the Dartmouth alumni mixer I attended on Thursday... AHHHHH!!!

My brother would be so proud. That alone is enough to make me question my actions.