::slight chuckle::

I've been doing something lately which I find EXTREMELY entertaining... going on GayPersonals and seeing if I can find any of my friends have put their ad up. No surprise that DJ's is up, as well as Joey's... Still laughing at some of the things they put up there, but that makes me want to write up a personal ad of my own. Then again... no.

Ahem... anyways. At the risk of sounding like a gym queen, I love the fact that my upper arm is now developing a spherical shape instead of something resembling a tree trunk. On the down side, I've been starved since about a month ago.

Apparently people haven't been to keen on keeping secrets this past month. DJ showed me a note JV wrote to him (calling him a DQ and MF), Christy blatantly talked to Matt 'bout me (Roma's not that large dear, I can hear you across the room of born-again-gay-christians), etc. Doesn't seem like it's safe to talk to anyone about anything these days unless the listener is more than 100 miles away.

PLAN test tomorrow. Blargh. I hate pre-tests, especially since I had to pay for this one.

Interesting note. On one of my mailing lists discussing Utena (which has more or less been dead since that anime has been fully played out), someone was speaking about teaching a "mini-course" about the parallels of Utena and the Japanese-feminist movement. Shortly thereafter, someone accuses the idea of "Japanese-feminism" as a bigger sham than big foot. The other person gives a rebuttle(sp), describing how the Japanese Feminist Movement (and indeed, Japanese women in general) has been in steady progression since the Heian period, yet due to cultural differences most Westerners are dismissive and give in to the stereotypes. Because of Japan's emphasis on subtlety, it is far from likely (and ultimately incompatible) for women to rally together in large picket lines screaming for Women's Sufferage... Just wanted to share a perfect example of cross-culture misunderstanding. And the subject of a political movement that is very subtle intrigues me.

Currently, I'm blasting the entire soundtrack to RENT on the comp. (at 12:30am?! surprised parents haven't come down to bust my ass)

"Forget regret, or life is yours to miss."

Okay, gotta stop typing and rambling on. I have a book to bind for english class, afterall.