10.19.2002
 
When I speak of things getting worse, I'm referring to just about every aspect of life at the moment. Wish I had my Psychology book with me so I could look up the term that I'm going for (I know it exists somewhere) but I don't at the moment.

For about two hours I was outside in the backyard swinging around my shinai with the near-lack of arm muscles I possess. Need to work those up at some point, but the next few weeks are looking excessively busy. Still, it's fun to work out until you're about ready to pass out. Or at least until you start seeing spots or exploding stars. I need to call up Christine sometime so we can meet up and duel a bit. Then again, she'd just critique my very poor stance, posture, and form. Not like she's any better though.

The performance at the library this past Thursday was... unexpected. I came and, surprise surprise, Kevin didn't ever show up so I had to play the part of the soon-to-be stepfather of the deceased. Had fun though my lines needed to be memorized with just over an hour to do so. Well... us "parental" characters didn't have as much fun as the younger characters (mainly the two girls fighting over the dead guy long after he's been laid down) but the pizza at the very end was quite worth it. Ate too much of that and collapsed onto my bed as soon as I got home.

Before the library I was at the Pride Alliance guest speaker meeting. We had quite a good turnout (mainly because we had food and the faithful members goaded others to come too) and the lecture was very informative. Afterwards I was helping with the cleanup while discussing the Vagina Monologues with the four ladies in the room. Vee mentioned how the entire audience was made up of teachers, lesbians, and gay guys. What made me a bit more distraught was that she had an extra ticket and I had nothing to do the night she went! Definitely unkarmic.

Hardly anyone in my American Lit. class is enjoying our teacher. She assumes too much, and her polite mannerisms often come across as condescending. I am not happy with the grade I have in that class at this moment (an effing 88%!) so I'll have to kick some major ass with this upcoming comparison essay. Oh, and there's a test on Uncle Tom's Cabin and extra credit to help buffer my grade a bit. If all goes well, I should be able to move up my grade to a bare 90%. I will NOT get an effing 'B' for this quarter dammit!

Current amount of "unnecessary" crushes on straight guys: 3. At some point it was just knocked down to two, but I ran into someone I'm familiar by name with yesterday... and that did wonders to help myself. Blech.

At least one good thing has happened; the Duck's offering to host my site (yay!) so now I've got a layout to work on. I'll keep posted about it.

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