The Rules for Hitting on a Friend (work in progress)

1. Don't do it. Rule One is simple. If you're stupid enough or think you're smart enough (and note that those are not different things) to try, keep going.

2. Try to make sure they're interested in you, too. Friends hitting on friends can change the dynamic of a friendship instantly. Maybe you' ( Read more... )

The Empire exists. That is, of course, to say that it had always existed. And always would. Inevitability is funny like that. One carefully constructed timeline, stretching back from the first light rays all the way forward to the last ripple of heat variance. Secret at times, glorious and majestic in others. Only one magnificent empire, but when ( Read more... )

"I felt that the jury verdict oughta stand," he said, instantly placing himself (yet again) above the law. "But I felt like the 30 month sentence was severe. And I made a judgment - a considered judgement - that I believe is the right decision to make in this case, and I stand by it ( Read more... )

To absolutely nobody's surprise...

Your results:
You are Mystique
Mystique
81%
Apocalypse
73%
Magneto
72%
Poison Ivy
68%
Dr. Doom
64%
Catwoman
63%
Venom
61%
Dark Phoenix
60%
The Joker
57%
Lex Luthor
56%
Mr. Freeze
55%
Riddler
52%
Juggernaut
49%
Green Goblin
45%
Kingpin
44%
Two-Face
37%

Sometimes motherly, sometimes a beautiful ( Read more... )

So there I was, out at work. I have a new crappy bookstore job now, as I keep trying to get a better job. So far, and note that I've been there all of three days, I've gotten the usual crap that ignorance spawns:

"Are you really a lesbian?"

"You can be jewish and a lesbian?"

"You've been attracted to more than zero men before, so you can see ( Read more... )

So I asked her out all of twenty-three hours ago. She made me promise to call, and said I might have to call a few times because she doesn't have an answering machine. I called in the mid-afternoon, left a message with some woman there. I called again in the evening, and both times got nobody ( Read more... )

When I started this journal, there wasn't much about gender on it. Not none, but little. Now, it seems like every time I write an entry that deals with my real life gets filtered heavily or even private-locked very, very quickly. I have a date tomorrow, and I haven't put any thoughts down publicly. I spent the past weekend at my parents' with some ( Read more... )

Confession time: I just spent the last five hours watching a whole lot of Ugly Betty. This show is easily the best thing I've seen since the Battlestar finale. Better, but in wholly different ways, than even Avatar ( Read more... )

I've been in a funk for days. "Has my time at Mason meant anything? Was it worth it?" Real meaning-of-life stuff, and more than once I thought "dammit, I wasted five years here, wtf is wrong with me ( Read more... )

It's not the best thing I've ever written, and it's like half an hour late, but I am now done with my last Big Term Paper. I defended porn in general and Hustler in particular for my feminist theory class.

It'll hit me at some point soon, what I've just completed.

-Allison wraps things up