I am pretty sure the problem of most of the people we are dealing with today is they did not plan ahead, they cannot follow directions, and the psychological concept transferrance means they think this is our fault.

I meant everyone like everyone, because I am confident you are correct about those specific people.

Full moon makes everyone wacky, new moon gives everyone problems, when do we get to be normal?

the problem of most of the people we are dealing with today is they did not plan ahead

I guess this is why I am met with surprise and occasionally delight when I roll up to appointments with all my paperwork filled out and all the items they've asked me to bring with me, and apologize up-front if I've forgotten anything.

Full moon makes everyone wacky, new moon gives everyone problems, when do we get to be normal?

The other two weeks? Eh, I don't actually believe that we are affected by the moon. OR the stars! But I do wonder why it seems like everyone I know has had a more or less crappy week. (I do mean affected, not effected, right? I have avoided using those words for years and have decided it's time to suck it up and figure it out.)

Affected is right, and I'm blaming the cat.

I really admire everyone who is willing to stand up and enter the #yesallwomen conversation, because I do not have either the eloquence or emotional energy to be a part of it. (And, to be honest, I don't think I have anything uniquely valuable to add to the conversation. I've led a pretty sheltered/privileged life in that respect.)

I will happily jump into other people's FB convos and help thwap the #notallmen assholes when I think I can help, but that's about it. (I'm not on Twitter or Tumblr in any meaningful way.)

Eh, I don't actually believe that we are affected by the moon.

Actually, according to Richard Wiseman on You Are Not So Smart last week, there is scientific data showing that people experience more disturbed sleep during a full moon. Crazy! (And disturbed sleep fucks everything else up, so we end up with everyone being full of unexplained rage and confusion.)

Affect is the action, Jesse. Effect is the result. I learned to remember it long ago through E coming after A.

All I know is when we had the supermoon, I experienced the worst cramps I've had in my life.

I really admire everyone who is willing to stand up and enter the #yesallwomen conversation, because I do not have either the eloquence or emotional energy to be a part of it.

Part of it for me was that when I started it was pretty early on, and no one was responding to me negatively -- I got a lot of retweets on a few of them. And I was suddenly overwhelmed by examples from my own life, including being whistled/honked at/catcalled for the first time when I was 13 and walking home alone. Terrifying.

Later that day, though, I had to stop because I just couldn't keep being worked up at that level. As it was, I was in a funk by the time evening rolled around.

Speaking of not planning ahead, my Somerville parking permit runs out on Sunday and the parking office closed for the weekend by the time I realized it. Will have to scramble Monday morning early to escape the wrath of the meter maids.