september mama

ok this doesn't have a whole lot to do with pregnancy or babying BUT in a way it does. today i had this ridiculous meeting with some of our off-campus colleagues (who generally make my life more difficult by not understanding their relationship to our academic departments), and during the meeting this one lady that i work with a lot, but whom i've never met in person, made a comment to me about how she "thought you would be much more mature, and older, but you're just a kid!" *choke*

a fucking KID? i looked at her dead on and said "i'm 27." [read: "yeah, i thought you would be a fat, middle-aged redneck but really you're a shriveled, old, scrawny dyke. who knew?"] her response: 'well you look young.' umm... thanks? or fuck off? i'm not sure which is more appropriate anymore.

i'm practically a mom for god's sake! calling me a kid. it was very offensive. i guess everyone with tattoos is 16 and childish. didn't you know, tattoo ink is the actual fountain of youth? best kept secret of all time. like that acai berry diet all the lobotomized barbie dolls are doing.

ugh.