I’m insanely pale, almost deathly. Spends hours in the sun almost everyday. Obsession with weirdly cute inanimate objects that have no practical use in life whatsoever. Favorite animal is the platypus. Incessant thrifter and occasional wizard. Sporadically spazzy. Occasional overachiever. Sometimes can be obsessive compulsive, but only about weirdly unnecessary things… like math homework. Talkative to the highest degree. Enjoys using SAT words unknowingly in wrong context. Has commitment-phobia. Horrible memory for the important things. Great memory for the insignificant things. Will remember your name the next day, but probably not in a few months. Fickle, for the most part. Likes eating any kind of food. Hates being healthy. A weirdly awkward, pubescent girl. Inconsistently boy-crazy. Likes to sew, but stops halfway due to laziness. Loves getting cute clothes. Hates saying goodbye.
"When I was a student at Cambridge I remember an anthropology professor holding up a picture of a bone with 28 incisions carved in it. “This is often considered to be man’s first attempt at a calendar” she explained. She paused as we dutifully wrote this down. ‘My question to you is this – what man needs to mark 28 days? I would suggest to you that this is woman’s first attempt at a calendar.’
It was a moment that changed my life. In that second I stopped to question almost everything I had been taught about the past. How often had I overlooked women’s contributions?"