I was born in 1984.

This may or may not have been meant to be funny, but I read this and laughed out loud. I believe the correct term is guffaw. I did one of those loud, boisterous Ha's!

You know you’re a 90's kid when you have no good source of income and want to die.

Original post.  I was technically born in 1984, but I was a child during the 90's, so I think this applies to me...

It's dark as shit but man did it make me laugh. Timing for me seeing this is perfect, as I'm going nuts racking my brain with what I should do with my "career" and what my next job-move (if any move at all) is best for me.

Who the fuck knows! Not me! I have no idea what to do!

Mental Illness in 90's film.

The Witching Hour is a great podcast that discusses popular culture, feminism and all sorts of rad things. I was turned onto it by one of the co-hosts, who I studied with at Concordia's Simone de Beauvoir Institute.

I miss Women's Studies often. Especially the pop-culture heavy classes, that really spoke to me in a way that I hadn't experienced before in an academic setting. I really miss the (relatively) safe spaces and the amazing discussions that would take place there. I miss daily inspirations. I miss the power-house professors. . .

The latest episode of The Witching Hour discussed mental illness as represented in 90’s film. 

Pop culture + things I know about = my wheelhouse. 

Girl, Interrupted is on my list of "to-do" blog topics, so I was really excited to listen to this episode.

Check it out!