Saturday, October 3, 2020

The future of this blog!

 Hi all, it's been a very long time since I published anything here. Life got in the way -- but now I have a master's degree. Two master's degrees, in fact. And a heap of student loans, but let's not talk about that now!

I also began a patreon and a ko-fi. The Patreon keeps experiencing technical difficulties, and I don't find it user-friendly. The ko-fi platform is simpler but smoother, and has worked pretty well so far. I think that's what I will use primarily to blog from now on. I would like to maintain this site, but crossposting everything I do on two platforms feels a little overwhelming. I mean, I can barely make it to my paying job on time or remember to vacuum. I am trying to make things easier on myself, not harder!

The other thing is that this blog is attached to a name that I'm trying to phase out of using. I don't think that I want to use "Laura" online anymore, for a number of reasons. It's hard to figure out where to change it and how, but I've gotten it out of my Twitter handle to start with. Unfortunately, it's still in my ko-fi URL and on blogger. Oh well! I'll see what I can do about that.

Still, I like this blog and will continue to maintain it. I want it to be a nice, casual space. My job was declared essential and I haven't quarantined or gotten a real break since March. I think I need a place to chill out.

In the meantime, I'm really excited about a new blogpost series I'm starting on my ko-fi (ko-fi.com/lauraneedscoffee). It's about doing positive reviews for stuff I just really like because...idk, I just like gushing!

Stay safe and wear a mask if you go out! Bye.

Tuesday, December 3, 2019

Kitten fostering is an emotional rollercoaster

Today, I dropped my little foster kitten off at the cat rescue. He'll be cared for medically, go to another temporary foster home, and see many more people who will be more likely to adopt him. And I'll have room for another foster kitty.
This is great, but bittersweet, news. I felt guilty leaving him at the rescue because he won't understand where I've gone. I think it's easier for them to bounce back from that type of thing when they're kittens, but I felt especially bad with this foster because he seemed really bonded to me. 
When he was littler, he would cry and meow if he couldn't see me, if I left the room, or if he felt insecure in general. He rode on my shoulder, tried to nurse my finger (ouch), and was just very attached and affectionate. He still meows if I'm behind a closed door. Or rather, he did. It was hard to close the door of the rescue center and drive home without him. 
Over the holiday, he did really well with all the new people -- and even cats -- he encountered. I'm sure he'll be a great candidate for adoption, even if he can be a scaredy-cat initially. It's just hard to feel a sense of closure on this particular foster kitten because his story hasn't ended in adoption (yet).
The other foster cats I've had all found homes, whether right away after I fostered them or after a little while. I'm sure Sir Topaz, the kitten with beautiful golden-brown, star-patterned eyes who lets you clip his nails (!!!), will find a home. Fostering is an emotional rollercoaster, but ultimately rewarding.
I took a few videos of him, which I'll upload. One I already did -- my first foray into CatTube! I'll link it here.

This post crossposted on my ko-fi and patreon pages.

Friday, November 1, 2019

I've been learning a lot about DOGS lately

I've been reading some books and online articles about dogs and did you know how amazing dogs are?? Just, from a scientific standpoint??

The history of dogs and dog breeds. Dog noses. Dogs that find lost pets. Dogs that rescue people. Dogs that detect seizures. Dogs that hunt invasive species at ports or just look fucking fabulous at dog shows.

Also wild dogs! And FOXES. And other lesser-known canids (canines?) that look very different and sometimes similar and just are all fascinating and cool.

I learned, for instance, that Corgis are a herding dog developed in Wales that herds by darting in low to the ground to nip. Whereas the border collies and related breeds herd by using the stare-chase-stare intimidation method. And that Australian Cattle Dogs are part dingo! Who knew? I met a baby Blue Heeler (very similar to Australian Cattle Dog) at work and got to pet a part-dingo dog! My neighbor owns a rescued Australian Cattle Dog. I live next door to a dingo dog!!! *Owen Wilson wow*

Anyway,

I haven't been neglecting my cat-person interests. I'm reading about how to enrich your cat's life with games and training. I just wanted to enthuse about dogs for a minute. There's so much I never knew about dogs!

If you want to support a dog charity, National Pet Adoption Weekend is November 8-10. Adopt or foster! If you want to support dogs without adopting/fostering, you can make a donation of money, pet food, or other supplies to your local shelter or rescue of choice. Or, volunteer if you prefer to donate time. 

If you're environmentally minded, the Pacific Wolf Coalition helps out dogs' endangered cousins and gives tools for action like petitions: https://www.pacificwolves.org/about-us/

If you like my blog, you can follow and/or support me on Patreon here: https://www.patreon.com/drabblesanddrivel 

or Ko-fi here: https://ko-fi.com/lauraneedscoffee.

Tuesday, July 9, 2019

Oops, it's me

Hi there Bloggerverse, it's me again after a long hiatus. I was in graduate school! I'm sorry!

I don't know what the fate of this blog ought to be, if I'm being honest. I thought about deleting the whole thing, since I don't put the work into keeping it updated. But! That seemed like a waste. You can also find me on patreon, where I post ... nothing at all, yet, since I only made my account in order to get in before their shitty new compensation policy kicks in.

I have also been doing a lot of reviews still, but on other platforms! Amazon, GoodReads, and B&N have all heard some of my thoughts on some books. I'm still reading and listening a lot, and I do like having an outlet for those thoughts.

This is all to say that this blog will probably stay up but that I don't really know what I'm doing with my life right now so it's verrrrry far down on my list of priorities. I'm really only using it at this VERY MOMENT in order to procrastinate on putting together my portfolio.

Argh. Everything is hard. Bye!

Sunday, April 1, 2018

Review: Style by Chelsea Cameron

A book I read was good, and I want to share it with you all via a review! :)

I'm reading more of Chelsea Cameron's stuff, and this was a YA contemporary romance novel of hers called Style. 

In Style, a nerd and a cheerleader fall for each other. Nerd/jock is a trope in romance which I like, and Style does that except with lesbians. Kind of makes me want every romance staple trope but gayer. 

One character is Kyle, a disabled girl from a poorer family whose helicopter parents are hyperfocused on getting her into a good college with lots of scholarship aid. She is focused on college too -- so much so that she doesn't notice she likes girls until she's hit over the head with a crush on ice queen cheerleader Stella. 

Stella is a closeted lesbian and cheer captain who is also hyperfocused on getting into college -- because then she feels like she can come out to everyone and be her real, lesbian, self. When she's paired with Kyle on an English assignment, she has to decide whether to ignore her attraction to the cute nerd or let down her ice queen facade and risk the consequences.

These two start from a place of reluctant attraction and build a really lovely, meaningful romance.

Cover of Style by Chelsea Cameron. Shows Kyle on right and Stella on left lying on the hood of a car with their legs propped up against the front windshield. They are smiling and talking.

Trigger warnings/content notes: Kyle mentions ableism; characters discuss anti-gay behavior; there are a couple anti-lesbian slurs in passing; mentions of past bullying; transmisia/trans erasure; acemisia/ace erasure/sex-shaming.

I'll admit, I'm so used to books about gay and lesbian teens being gloomy or having some giant homomisic crisis that I kept tensing, waiting for the other shoe to drop. But it...doesn't. And I was very grateful to this book for that. If you get terrible secondhand anxiety, especially reading romances like I do, I REALLY recommend Style. Style will NOT do you like that!

Once the two admit their attraction and start seeing each other informally, the book's plot moves on to the question of whether they should sneak around or date openly and come out to everyone. I thought they communicated really well, but they have their difficulties. Kyle becomes interested in finding out why Stella puts on the "icy jerk" act when she's really funny and warm. Stella is conflicted between wanting to be herself with Kyle and wanting to protect herself from being hurt.

The bullying aspect comes in when we learn that Stella was horribly bullied by a group of girls from elementary through middle school. Although she doesn't get into explicit details, it was clearly traumatizing. She fears coming out and going through the same vicious bullying. Even though her family is already accepting of queer people, she still has a lot of fears around it.

Kyle initially flips out at the thought that she might be a lesbian, but once she accepts it as a possibility, she feels like, "Why didn't I notice this sooner???" That seems to be a pretty common experience -- and based on the author's note, is coming from a place of personal experience. Kyle does very briefly wonder if she's bi, but quickly figures out that nope, she's into girls exclusively.  

Both girls ended up coming out to their best friends first rather than their families. For some reason, that felt authentic to me. It seems like best friends know a different version of you than your parents do at that age, and what might surprise your parents may come as no big surprise for a best friend. Plus, it's often more comfortable to talk to people your own age. Style shows how even kids from the most accepting and loving families can still have legitimate fears and struggles around coming out and dating. I think readers will really root for Kyle and Stella as they build their relationship with each other, their parents, their friends, and new people they meet.

If I could change just a couple of things about this book, I would change the jokes about pregnancy and the comments about masturbating. When Kyle and Stella talk about masturbating, one says that everyone does it unless they're "too uptight or something." The book was trying to say that yes, of course girls masturbate and that's ok! However, it does this by punching down on people. 

This was an awkward moment of sex-shaming that could bite for a number of people: asexuals who don't masturbate or feel arousal, people who are struggling with "uptight" upbringings around sex, or even people with vulvovaginal pain disorders which prevent them from masturbating (fact: these are often caused by strict religious upbringings which pooh-pooh sex). Again, I see what the book was trying to do -- but shaming people who were raised with anxiety around sexual self-expression defeats the point.

The other thing which made me wince was the joke about how lesbians can't get each other pregnant. While this is definitely true for peri cis lesbians, it's not necessarily a good blanket statement for all lesbians. The amount of mileage the book tried to get out of that bit of humor was odd. 

What I really loved about Style was how it addressed the pair's anxieties about college. They wonder whether picking a school based on where your girlfriend is going is silly. They worry about holding each other back and about the viability of long-distance relationships. However, they also talk through it and are able to get some advice from older, wiser heads. Stella's dad points out that hey, if she isn't committed to any particular college, why not go where Kyle goes? Aren't there worse reasons to pick a school? Why assume it won't work out from the start -- isn't that setting yourself up for failure?

All in all, Style was a happy read that affirmed the reader and the characters, taking us through the ups and downs of teenage relationships, insecurities, and hopes for the future. Also nice to see was a small town with a diverse population instead of being 98% white, abled, and straight/not-queer. Would recommend!

Friday, March 16, 2018

A stroke of luck?

My class was cancelled today. This means I don't have to turn in work that is probably -- definitely -- below standard. I also get more time to relax and eat lunch, and a little more time to prepare for work rather than rushing off to a 5 PM clock-in time immediately after a class that ends at 5 PM. This seems to keep happening no matter how many times I tell my supervisor that I have class until 5. Ah, well.

This delay also lets me dance around the problem I've encountered for one more week, which I would otherwise have been forced to confront today. I think taking this class may have been a mistake -- despite the amount that I've learned. An incident occurred in the last class I attended that made me lose a great deal of respect for and trust in the instructor, and I'm not sure how to resolve that properly when next we meet.

Whether the cancellation is a good thing or a bad thing -- because perhaps being forced to confront the issue today would have good -- remains to be seen. 

Anyway, I keep meaning to do book reviews here, but something always gets in the way. I'll attempt to write something creative on my own time instead. 

Tuesday, January 9, 2018

2017: In which I realize I have an eating disorder

Please note! This post has content related to eating disorders, food, and weight.

So, you may know that a lot of shit went sideways for me in 2017. The summer in particular...well. 

Among all the big upsets happening in my life, I started to put together the pieces on some little things. Things that added up to make the most sense out of a troubling pattern that I'd observed for several years.

2017 was the year I slowly realized I have an eating disorder.

What kind? I don't know! Some good general information on ED's can be found here. Whether or not I fit any of the criteria for a diagnosable eating disorder, I definitely have disordered eating and a weird relationship with food. 

Maybe it's more of a phobia than an eating disorder -- I don't know. I do know that I hoard food, have an irrational fear of food not being there or of losing food, sometimes eat too much either for no reason or because of a fear that I won't be able to later, and go order takeout too much to avoid diminishing my store of food. And I definitely hang on to things like leftovers and whatnot far past when it's reasonable to throw them out. Sometimes I take home or prepare food I have no intention of eating, just to have it. More rarely, I have very occasionally avoided eating because I'm convinced there is no food to eat (even if there is), although this is rare for me and I hate doing it. 

I forget to eat, or I overeat. My stomach physically hurts a lot, so eating is already stress-inducing. Until I started an appetite medication, I couldn't tell if I was full or not, or really hungry or not. And there was all this weird anxiety around food being gone or going away or that the food I did eat would somehow not be "enough" or...something. 

I've decided to focus on this in 2018 because I can point to the exact factors in my life that fucked me. This, in theory, should make it easier to address. 

First, I did not want to admit to myself that I had disordered eating because I did not want to follow the family pattern. Let's just say that there are certain anti-fat people who have contributed to the development of eating disorders in multiple generations of my family. I don't think that they had a very large influence on me; however, if I wasn't so determined to escape their toxic attitudes on this front, I might have recognized and dealt with this sooner.

Second: without going into too much detail, I also have bad experiences related to food in the past -- in which some other people have been rather terrible to me about it, perhaps planting the grains of this fear that I would be denied food. 

Finally, I went to college, where food was only available at certain times regardless of when I was hungry -- so I had to stuff myself even when I wasn't and do other things that promoted an unhealthy relationship with food. Add all that together, throw in some financial anxiety, and you come up with a...whatever this is.

Anyway, a 2018 resolution of mine is to address this and get some advice for dealing with it. I've already started using a food tracking app -- MyFitnessPal -- to log food and exercise, and HOLY CRAP the difference is already astounding. It helps me remember when I'm hungry, reminds me to eat and drink water, and most importantly in relieving this anxiety, assures me that the food is, in fact, there, that I did eat it, and I'm not going to, idk, run out of food or not eat enough. Translating the food into concrete numbers has been incredibly helpful in this regard.

I know there are many misconceptions about eating disorders, some of which have prevented me from realizing sooner why I was so miserable about food. I've been sifting through a deal of information and I think I'm reasonably well-informed of what my next steps are.

That's all. If you have dealt with or are dealing with anything similar, I support you! :)

The future of this blog!

 Hi all, it's been a very long time since I published anything here. Life got in the way -- but now I have a master's degree. Two ma...