I Don’t Believe in Psychics Strictly Speaking But Also I Am Afraid I Will Give Them All of My Money

I like to think I don't believe in psychics -- I don't! Do I? -- but also I am afraid of them in a way that belies my disbelief. I want to say that you can't be afraid of something you don't believe in but the brain doesn't work like that, does it? I'm afraid that psychics are real, or more specifically, I'm afraid that if I get too close, I'll believe in them against my better judgment. I feel about psychics the way some people feel about that flirty married guy in the office who is exactly your type and you just know you have to stay away from him. I don't trust myself to not get carried away.

It Has Been Made Clear to Me That I Cannot Have It All

By the time I got back to the apartment, greeted by a smiling baby, it was 11:30 a.m. I've been up for five hours, haven't done a lick of work, and have to feed the baby again at noon.

“That’s Not Sharing, It’s Selling.”

Enlighten your capitalism today with the always-incisive Susie Cagle's illustrated report back from the "Share" conference. It's so good.

Dark Tales of Alpha Ladies and Beta Males

I do not love the framing or the tone of this article, titled "Meet the Women Who Run Hollywood (and the Slacker Husbands They're Over)", nor do I suspect I would not like to be in the same room/planet as its author, but what I DO love are 1. women talking about their messy lives, 2. brewing resentment and 3. BETA MALES. And in that regard, this piece does not disappoint. At all.

The Only Thing You Need to Read on National Coffee Day Is This ‘History of the Latte Factor’ by Helaine Olen

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On Not Being Lonely About Labor

Over at n+1, a reader writes into Kristin Dombek at the Help Desk, asking for help to cope with her feeling of being exploited by work, and the "white-hot festering rage that runs at all times in the background of my day to day."

All My Grownup Jobs And How I Actually Got Them

Plenty of people have very practical advice about how to get a job or break into an industry, but when I look back on work in my 20's, I see mostly dumb luck, good timing, and knowing the right people. Sharing how I've gotten work so far may not be helpful or encouraging, but it is true, and true is a good place to start from. Here is my no-bullshit job history:

Our Guacamole Is at Risk

California is in the middle of a drought, and I am now officially paying attention. CNN Money covers Chipotle’s call-to-action:

The restaurant chain, in an annual report, listed drought and global weather change among a long list of business risks faced by the company.

“Increasing weather volatility or other long-term changes in global weather patterns, including any changes associated with global climate change, could have a significant impact on the price or availability of some of our ingredients,” Chipotle said in the filing last month.

If the cost of ingredients jumps, the company said it “may choose to temporarily suspend” serving items such as guacamole or some salsas.

Apparently Chipotle uses 97,000 pounds of avocado a day (18,000 tons a year!) — 70 avocados go in a single batch, God bless America. Their commitment to local, organic, and sustainable produce means they’d be greatly affected by rising prices and environmental factors. Since they pledge to use produce from within 350 miles of each restaurant, odds are you Californians would be affected first.

Which means that, as per usual, the fate of our nation lies with renowned Chipotle supplier (!!!) Jason Mraz.

Photo: SweetonVeg

Aspiring To Be An Effortlessly Cool Woman With $400 Shoes

Emily Gould continues to write essays that unearth all the feelings under our barely-conscious money behavior, i.e., essays that we wish she would have written for us. This one is an excerpt from that one book, Women In Clothes, which is an anthology filled with writing by women that focuses on "style and its deeper meanings."

A Call To End Birthday Dinners

Is it just me or is everybody born in the summer? EVERYONE!!! No, but I was. Ester was born this weekend! Or you know, was born this coming weekend very few years ago. I had another in a series of birthday dinners last night and we all decided it's because people do it more in the winter. Which, according to this hilarious piece, An Open Rant Against Birthday Dinners, means we are all spending way more than we want to taking our friends out to dinner and then resenting them for it. TRUE?

Susie Cagle on Eight Years of Freelancing

Journalist and cartoonist Susie Cagle writes and draws on Medium (excellently, and for free (this time)) about "freelance labor, journalism, and survival." It is a familiar story but chilling nevertheless. As she said on Twitter, "I wrote & drew this about freelancing to let you know I'm looking for work, not to make you feel depressed."