The first five times

Yes, it is time that I open a blog. Yes, it is time that I open my musings. Yes, it is time that I bring you to the realization with me: Is she really...a HIPSTER? Hopefully, this blog will lead me to a conclusion, either a confession or a denouncement. From now on, at least for the time of Lent, I will admit to my hipster moments, styles, tastes, thoughts. And I will admit those which are mainstream.

Because of the brevity of time that I have before I must read A Room of One's Own by the late Virginia Woolf and discuss my reactions to it, I must keep this short, not to say that the following posts will be eons longer. That's just silly. But there are some things that we need to cover, such as the day. The day has featured a surprise wake-up to ants crawling across my body, in my body, through my body; hours upon hours of reading about women, be it about abortion or women in fiction or intersectionality or heterosexism; give or take five hours spent with headphones in my ears; and much smoke passing slowly through my lips, around my uvula, only to be encompassed by my lungs, with only a little sprinting back out again.

I want you to notice this guy. Consider him: what he's wearing, how he's standing, what he's thinking. Approachable?

Now I want you to consider how I wait for my Women's Studies class. I stand on the third floor of Manly Hall (yeah, the Department of Women's Studies is located in Manly Hall), cigarette in hand, wearing a hat (which often happens to be a fedora, seeing that I own six or seven of them) and a sweater, often sporting a button-up shirt and Chuck Taylors. My posture? Just as this, only with one hand in my pocket...the other is, of course, steadily transitioning from side to mouth. And I often have my earbuds in my ears, listening to what, I'm sure, my fellow classmates, who are 80% athletes, figure is too trendy to be trendy yet. However, what they don't know, is that this morning, while waiting for class to start, I was listening to the Goo Goo Dolls. Hipster? I'll let you decide.