After three and a half years at Jezebel, this is my final post. In that time, I wrote 5,990 posts, falling just 10 short of winning a kayak. My departure is bittersweet. On the one hand, I'm excited to stop living like a vampire, waking up to emails detailing how wrong I am about absolutely everything (Note to self: Peanuts are not nuts, and I've been way too hard on Beyoncé), and spending a significant chunk of the day thinking about how the world dumps on the womenfolk. On the other hand, Jezebel has taken me from being a grad student nervous to share her thoughts with thousands of people to an editor who posts 12 times a day on a site read by millions. It's hard to think of another place where I'd be given the freedom to say (pretty much) whatever I want, and the next time I see a women's magazine explaining how to take a shower, or a Republican presidential candidate explaining why the rights of people with no organs matter more than those with ovaries, I'm sure I'll miss being able to share it with Jezebel readers.
I clicked a link to the new "girly Gawker" on the very first day of its existence, and it's amazing to see what Jezebel has become in that time. I remember surreptitiously refreshing Jezebel every few minutes, waiting for Midweek Madness to go up while interning at a certain lady mag. I was so excited to find a site that raised the discourse on women's issues while making room for more trivial topics too. It seemed like a long shot, but I hoped that someday I'd be able to work there. A few months later, I was. As I've discussed, going to Wellesley College brought out the feminist in me, and I love that Jezebel brings the experience of sharing ideas with funny, intelligent, and opinionated women to a wider audience (without being trapped in the woods with no boys and forced to love Ani DiFranco).