by Julia Sweeney:
I don't know how full-time moms do it. I can't get anything done when Mulan is around. It's a miracle if I get to read e-mail and keep the house from turning into a dump. I have no idea how someone takes care of more than one kid and does things like... oh, make dinner. OHMYGOD. I am so glad I became a mother because I think I would feel uppity about at-home mothers. Now I know it's the hardest job in the world.
also:
How can anyone think pornography is inherently bad when we involuntarily write, direct and star in it for ourselves while we sleep?
Sometimes I think life is too fragile for me to go through it without anesthetizing myself. I used to do it with God, and then I did it with sugar, and fried food. But now I just feel it, and it feels pretty damn bad sometimes.
