I was about to give up on writing for today. We're en route from one party to another, and won't be home until after midnight, but I'll be in the car for at least 30 minutes and I have a phone, so here we go. A moving car (which I'm not driving) and the slightest of beer buzzes will not deter me in the least.
These young people. I didn't know that anyone other than Women's Studies grad students and Jezebel writers actually used the word "agency" to refer to anything other than the offices of temporary placement specialists and travel brokers, but apparently, it's quite common in conversational use at birthday parties for two-year-olds. And when they're not upset about lack of agency among cartoon princesses, they're determined not to "gender" their children too early. Needless to say, I exited that conversation as soon as reasonably possible. Feminism and gender theory are one thing, but use of "gender" as a verb was a step too far. Civilization has already deteriorated enough, thank you.
I think that I correctly punctuated a three-paragraph post on a phone, in a moving car, while somewhat less than sober. Let's not push our luck, yes? Until tomorrow.
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