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Saturday, January 12, 2002
i seriously think we should watch Common Groud in Alliance. it's good, because it shows history and progression of of attitudes toward gays and lesbians. And i really like it, because it shows what it's like today in a lot of places. Because things really have changed a lot, and gotten a lot better. There's one scene i like, in the end, the present generation. There's a wedding scene between two men at the town community center. And one of the men says something I really like. He is saying his vow, and remarking on how far the queer community has come, how they are getting married and having a child and he looks at the other and says, "Is this equality?" I really like it. it's hard to explain. but it's just... we have come a long way. there are so many more rights and things. but it's still not equal, and i don't know if it will ever be. it's good. i wonder if it's rentable. we should look into it.
where are the e-mails?? no one has even called. no research. roach has done a good job with the powerpoint, though. so... what? it'll just be the two of us. we can do it! hehe. so, if any of y'all who were at the meeting are reading this, wanna send me some info? or send roach some pictures? or both? lots and lots, on anything. because i know it's stupid, but i'm a little worried.
my ankle hurts. it's raw and scraped. i had bandaids on, but i took them off to see how it was doing, and it's only worse. it itches and hurts and there's a big red spot. i don't know how it got there. one day, my ankle itched. there was no bug bite or anything, it just itched like any body part itches sometimes. and i reached down to scratch it, and in a few seconds, the skin had peeled off. and now it itches more, and there's more scraped skin. i don't know what happened, but i'm a little worried. Friday, January 11, 2002
my printer is so loud, i'm worried my father will wake up. he won't get mad tonight, though that's why i was worried about the printer a few other nights this week. right now, though, i just don't want to wake him up.
interesting. though i don't know if i can fit it in anywhere, which is unfortunate, becaues some of it is very good.
LINDA: I�m just saying people sometimes go through a phase� STEVEN: A phase? Since I was eleven. LINDA: Eleven? STEVEN: That�s how old I was when I discovered masturbation. Mind you it was another three years before I realized I could do it on my own. ~Get Real (last time, for the time being)
STEVEN: Linds, you know I�m always safe. LINDA: Safe? What�s safe about picking up men in toilets. You promised me you wouldn�t do it anymore. STEVEN: I don�t I was just sitting outside minding my own business� LINDA: Steve, babe, don�t bullshit me. Some randy git starts blagging you outside the public bog he�s only after one thing. STEVEN: Well where else am I supposed to meet other blokes like me? And he�s not a randy old git, his name�s Glen, he�s up for the same thing I am. We�re going to the woods again on Friday. LINDA: The woods? Steve you did it in the woods, you could have been� STEVEN: What? Queer-bashed by squirrels? ~ Get Real (again)
rawr. this script-research thing is harder than i thought. or maybe just more boring. then again, i barely have any information, and am just trying to do as much research as i can myself tonight, so when (if?) people actually start sending me stuff tomorrow, it will be a lot easier, and will look a lot better. i'm freaking for no reason. it'll be cool. it's just... well, a lot of responsibility. the thing is, i love responsibility like this. hmm.
i had a lot to blog last night, but no time, since i was only online to do research. but i have it saved, i think. or maybe i just won't write it. i wrote this article, too. it's not great, and it needs a lot of work, but some of it is cool. "I want to impress on all you parents that your assumption that your children are heterosexual may be causing them pain." Thursday, January 10, 2002
The room just got closed because someone was playing. i didn't get caught, but i had to exit. which sucks, 'cause i was doing damn good.
GRRRR! i dislike the fact that you cannot play games during school hours. correction. i dislike being caught for playing games during school hours. *grins* Wednesday, January 09, 2002
ok, i'm gonna actually get a decent amount of sleep tonight. which still won't make me any less tired tomorrow...
hey! Matt has a CD out! how cool. and the cooler part is, my song's on there! Girl! not my greatest, but something i wrote is actually on a CD for sale. how cool!!
i finally got one, woohoo. with much thanks to Zoe, i got myself a livejournal. so add me to your friends list! for that is it's sole purpose.
i'm tired. it's late, but i had to check my mail and see if i was smart and saved the guild mailing list (which i didn't). and other stuff, but rawr. I want to be Rogue.
i just watched Radio Flyer, and cried my eyes out, as usual. what a great movie, though. so sad, but really good. with little Elijah Wood, and little that other kid, and it's really good. their stepfather is an abusive alcoholic, but only hits around Elijah's little brother, and they figure out a way for him to escape, by flying. it's really good. now i'm watching x-men. not quite as great, but still entertaining. :) hmm. Tuesday, January 08, 2002
It's Different for Girls is a very good movie. I had seen it before, but tonight i paid more attention. the romance sort of thing is really cute, and really odd, and sexy in an almost disturbing way because it's obviously odd. go out and watch it. also, i found Sports Night! it's on at 1:30, i had forgotten. and it was an episode i hadn't seen. but dana and casey still aren't together. how sad. there so perfect. and the tension is so cute. aww. tv can be so great. i want the song from the movie. that made sense. goodnight!
two two two two two. it's two. and i'm insane. i haven't been going online at any reasonable hours recently, and that's good, and i'm finding i can survive quite well. might be more difficult next week, when i don't have my own tv, but i'll probably be tooooo busy busy with work work work. woo, insane. it's not two anymore. it wasn't when i wrote that. but it was when i thought that. i am a social disease. publish! Thank you, Blogger.
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