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    24 Jan 2012

    Language Immersion

    When I was out at a nightclub in Shanghai the other night, there was this inebriated Chinese guy who was making my gaydar go off in all kinds of ways. One second, he’s humping a male acquaintance in my group - and really, there is no other way to describe the scene except “humping” - the next, he’s grabbing my hand and leading me off the dance floor to his table. I am more than a little confused and he doesn’t speak English so using my barely passable Mandarin, I am able to deduce the following:

    1. He is not interested in the aforementioned target of his humping.*
    2. He is, in fact, interested in me, who he describes as “piao liang” (beautiful).
    3. He understands that I have a boyfriend (a fact that I communicate at least thrice), but he doesn’t mind!
    4. He would like to be an additional boyfriend of mine.
    5. Failing that, he would like to share a drink with me.

    After he thrusts a full glass of booze in my face, I daintily do my “sip and ditch” move, which consists of faking a sip of alcohol and getting the fuck outta there to find my friends (who are actually able to speak Mandarin). I am, however, pretty amused by the entire situation and pleased with myself for being able to communicate with a native speaker all by myself.

    If only I could improve my Chinese solely through interactions with strangers at nightclubs.

    * He may have very well been bisexual, but I have no idea how to say that in Chinese, guys.

    24 Jan 2012

    The best Chinese New Year greetings I received this year comes from a Jew Who Shall Not Be Named.

    The best Chinese New Year greetings I received this year comes from a Jew Who Shall Not Be Named.

    24 Jan 2012

    Anonymous asked: Is it cowardly to not want to engage with chronic mansplainers on Facebook (like this one guy who manages to always discuss the plight of women or the poor by implying that he knows better than they do what it's like to be them?) And how do you deal with one you can't avoid in real life? There's this one guy above me at work who talks down to me on every single topic, like he's the teacher and I'm the student, even when it's something where I know way more than he does (like where my degree is).

    Oh, boy, I hate dudes with savior complexes. Because I have a tendency to act rashly, here’s a fair warning: I should not be advising anyone on their lives or careers or engagement with feminism, since I haven’t really figured out my own life, career, or engagement with feminism. The following is my completely unqualified opinion.

    First, no, I don’t think it’s cowardly to not engage in online discussions. Do what you have to do to not blow a gasket every time you log into Facebook. If that means no more debates, so be it! For what it’s worth, I usually try to avoid arguing with folks on social media myself, because I’ve found it ineffective and frustrating. Maybe it is, in fact, possible to change ignorant people’s minds and I’m going about it the wrong way, but I don’t think anyone has a responsibility to revolutionize the world in 140 characters and I certainly don’t have the patience to tackle all the patronizing stuff out there myself.

    As for your annoying co-worker, well, I’m a snarky ass bitch who freelances precisely because I’m slightly misanthropic and prefer the company of my dog, so I’m not sure you want to take any advice on workplace etiquette from me. Assuming that you want to keep your job and that this person is in a position of relative authority, I suppose there are two options. Option 1: Bite tongue, grin, and bear it. Option 2: Communicate to him in an honest yet respectful manner that his way of addressing you comes off as condescending at times. Try using lots of “I” statements so he doesn’t get all butt-hurt. For example, “I feel like my expertise in X is not acknowledged when we discuss Y” or “I think this is because your ego is rivaling Puerto Rico in its bid to become the 51st state.”

    Okay, maybe not that last one.

    But seriously, thanks to the hierarchial nature of our society, some people are used to commanding respect and authority (even when they’re wrong) on the basis of superficial factors like race or gender. They’re often entirely unconscious of their privilege, which is why most of them will likely remain stuck in their ways. I’ve grown more accepting of this reality over the years, and rather than just being disheartened by it (which I admittedly still am at times), it’s given me the freedom to simply let go. Sometimes, it is worth it to talk through an issue with someone if they’re open to hearing an opposing viewpoint, but when you’re not up for it, remember that there’s no shame in walking away.

    More burning questions? Ask Lena.

    24 Jan 2012

    Bang Bang

    So, is playing with guns now a group activity and social event? I received three invites to the shooting range over the course of the past week. That seems … atypical.

    I don’t think I’ve ever even touched a real gun, nor am I able to identify the various different types. They sort of make me queasy anyway. I suppose learning how to handle one is a good way of conquering my phobia?

    Now if only I could find some adult swim lessons so I can deal with my irrational fear of drowning.

    23 Jan 2012

    This may be one of the most beautiful stories I’ve ever encountered about marriage. Though I am pretty opposed to the institution, I’m touched by this piece precisely because this couple illustrates that the bonds of true friendship and partnership don’t have to come in the form of a heterosexual, nuclear family. Despite all the prejudices and misconceptions working against them, they’ve managed to support and love each other in a more authentic manner than many folks who are in normative relationships. The fact that they’re doing it honestly and openly - well, that just takes my breath away. I only wish I could be so brave myself.

    23 Jan 2012

    I desperately need a hat like this. Found this baby in Shanghai and probably should have bitten the bullet and bought it. Now I’ve gotta find another way to keep my scalp warm this winter…

    I desperately need a hat like this. Found this baby in Shanghai and probably should have bitten the bullet and bought it. Now I’ve gotta find another way to keep my scalp warm this winter…

    22 Jan 2012

    I’m so, so tired.

    It might be the jetlag talking, but man, I could hide out in my Back Bay apartment for a month right now and not want to emerge despite the fact that I actually kind of hate the Back Bay and usually try to leave as often as possible. Instead of hiding out, I’m sitting at my mother’s house in California*, tackling my inbox, making plans to see various LA friends, scheduling speaking/travel for the rest of the spring, and getting tired from just the thought of more planes and trains.

    Truth is, I wouldn’t mind disappearing for a while and writing without the pressure to click “publish”. The year’s barely started and I already want to peace out.

    * You know you’re an adult when you start referring to your childhood home as “your mother’s house”.

    22 Jan 2012

    Things Are Happening

    I’ve slowly started telling people that I’m moving to Berlin.

    I have to actually follow through on getting a driver’s license this year. Because I sure as hell am not going to do German driving school (the thought alone terrifies me) and I’m lucky enough to live in Massachusetts, which is one of the few states issuing licenses that can be fully converted to German ones. I won’t even have to take a written test, thank god. So, I must get my shit together or risk six months of torturous lessons in a brutal foreign language.

    Thanks to a friend, I just discovered these amazing free online German courses by Deutsche Welle (recently reviewed favorably by Slate). After a year without regular practice, I tested into Level B1, so I haven’t forgotten quite as much as I thought. My German has already deteriorated like my Mandarin (a language I can comprehend but can only speak poorly). I have to start daily lessons to prepare for the impending move.

    There are so many unknowns. All I can do is be ready for them.

    22 Jan 2012

    Am seated on my flight to Los Angeles (where I’ll be spending Chinese New Year with my mother). Missing my other “home” back in Boston. Patrick just emailed me this photo, which his friend took yesterday. The forgotten stuffed elephant dog toy (bottom right corner) is pulling at my heart. Nearly a month since I’ve seen our pup!

    Am seated on my flight to Los Angeles (where I’ll be spending Chinese New Year with my mother). Missing my other “home” back in Boston. Patrick just emailed me this photo, which his friend took yesterday. The forgotten stuffed elephant dog toy (bottom right corner) is pulling at my heart. Nearly a month since I’ve seen our pup!

    19 Jan 2012

    Side Crane in Merdeka Square, Kuala Lumpur.
Besides striking the peace sign/head tilt pose like a good Asian tourist, I’ve been also been trying to get a photo of myself in this yoga position in each city during this trip.

    Side Crane in Merdeka Square, Kuala Lumpur.

    Besides striking the peace sign/head tilt pose like a good Asian tourist, I’ve been also been trying to get a photo of myself in this yoga position in each city during this trip.