now -- May 9 ( Read more... )

Oh my god oh my god oh my god. I just found out what classes I got into for the summer. I'll have AMIRI FUCKING BARAKA one week, and HARRYETTE FUCKING MULLEN another week. I can't believe it. I can't fucking believe it. I'm in shock. Holy shit!!! Somebody relay this to Di Seuss, she will have a fucking heart attack.

Seriously. I need a date for Crystal Ball. Gender not important, willing to exchange kisses and gropes considered an asset ( Read more... )

Do you remember Friday? That little white and black kitten I would bring around K occasionally?
Someone was petting him at the apartment and said "I bet you'd be really tiny if you ever got wet." To which I replied "Friday is 90% fluff and 10% hype."

I'm going to do a proper update later this week, instead of all these fragments.

So, apparently, I'm making an appearance at Crystal Ball. I see it as fate that the weekend my parents decided to fly me to Kalamazoo is also the weekend of the annual drag ball. How could I not go? The outfit thing is under control, so the only obstacle is the fact that my plane to Detroit leaves the next morning at 625 am. Ouch, but it's a ( Read more... )

The Today Show just asked "Can President Bush get his groove back ( Read more... )

I'll be in Kalamazoo in a month ( Read more... )

Scenes from last night at the bar ( Read more... )

Classmate A: Can I buy you a bagel?
Me: Sure.
Classmate B: Can I buy you a coffee?
Me: Sure . . . wow, I certainly am popular today.
Nick: You're like the Scarlett O'Hara of campus.
Me: You're right . . . we're both bitchy.

Nice to know my boobs still excite gay men beyond the capacity for rational thought.

If only it would work on the hetero dudes. Or some of the ladies.