August 11th, 2004

hermione by oatmilk


Went to Grand Opening with Heather on Sunday. She kept asking me . Yeah, ‘cause i would know. She managed to make one of the salesladies do a double take by asking “Can you recommend a masturbation lube?” I think there should be a prize for making a salesperson in a sex shop do a double take.

I said i was amused that she was planning for in case she got laid in Mexico given that much of her Mexico angst has been re: the lack of dykeness there. She said it was better than coming back with some disease from Mexico. I pointed out that one could date someone without sleeping with them.

I saw this great button at Grand Opening: “No, you can’t buy me a drink, but I’ll take the six dollars.”

We ate at Quiznos, which i learned from Heather(thankstoShannon) comes from the gay part of Denver (Capitol Hill).

We came back to my house and watched Jesus Has Two Mommies. Heather said she enjoyed it even though the play quality was horrible. (It played fine on the VCR at my mom’s work, so apparently it’s just our particular VCR being temperamental. Hopefully it likes the Lamont VCR -- though i can probably find other people with TV/VCRs to watch it with if need be.)

My brother was complaining that on Tuesday the people he was working for came in late so since it was his first day he didn’t have anything to do. I asked if he could have turned on a computer and played TextTwist or something [b/c all the girls at the Teen Voices program have been addicted to it as of late].

My mother: Sex toys?
My brother: TextTwist

My mother’s mishearing me prompted me to share the story about how a friend of mine posted this so very not work-safe game along with a conversation she had just had with her gf. (I paraphrased, but for convenience, LJ gets a copy-and-paste. I assume she doesn’t mind -- and she can spank me if she does.)
her: i'm not used to this! seriously.. i mean.. i don't know about this hours of foreplay thing. gives me a headache.
[insert long pause here]
her: i mean, i could handle real hours of foreplay. watch me get myself in trouble now.
gf: just keep talking. i dare you.
Yes, i told my parents and my 17 year old brother that story. Never said my family wasn’t weird.

I finally wrote thank you notes for the monetary gifts i received for my birthday. I also need to write to Steve Madden re: the shittiness that is my shoes. Contact info other than some 800-numbers re: ordering is nigh nonexistent, which is frustrating.

Poked around applyingtograd. Need to write to TheDivineLisa (™ Heather) re: Brown’s cultural studies program, register for the GRE, and order my fall semester books from

Reading The Real Guide to Grad School: What you better know before you choose humanities and social sciences (1997) i found a whole lot of cultural studies programs i hadn’t known about before b/c they’re subfields of Comparative Literature or English or whatever. This is good because it gives me more to choose from and thus better chances of ending up in a program that is really what i want, but it also means (duh) more to choose from and thus more work. Need to make sure of whether any require a GRE Subject Test before i register for the GRE. And of course i need to relearn math so i don't fail that section. Am hoping to take the GRE in Boston, but that only gives me a few weeks. (Still haven't found an actual schedule of when the GRE is offered.)

An excerpt from the book, for oyceter:Collapse )

Amusing anecdotes from Monday night:

“Fuck you,” i said to Terry about something or other when he was being a brat.
“When?” he replied, without missing a beat, as is his usual reply.
“When’s good for you?” i replied, also not missing a beat.
I looked up and cracked up laughing at the frozen stunned look on his face. It’s rare i manage to render him speechless.

My mother: “I think everyone I love is a squirrel. Except maybe George.”
Me: “George is special.”
My mother: “George is a different sort of a rodent.”

Tuesday night, A.R.T. (American Repertory Theatre) called for my mother. My attempt to take a message was met with: “Are you her theatre-going partner?”

Recently read Little Red Riding Hood Uncloaked: Sex, Morality and the Evolution of a Fairy Tale by Catherine Orenstein. Learned that Xander’s “Respect the cruller! Tame the donut!” in OMWF echoes Tom Cruise in Magnolia. (I haven’t seen the movie; so sue me.)

Speaking of movies... no one ever pipes up to defend movies when i mention in LJ being underwhelmed by one. I really am interested in knowing what people find valuable about things i’m underwhelmed by. Current (probably incomplete) list of such movies:

  • Donnie Darko
  • Y Tu Mamá También
  • Eyes Wide Shut
  • Lost in Translation
(I’ve already talked to Beth about Mulholland Drive, but other people are allowed up to pipe up on that one as well.)

I enjoyed Dogma muchly, though. *hearts on the credits*

Oh, but back to the book. Most of it i already knew from Betsey’s class (and there’s a whole chapter on Freeway, which i watched for my UMass class and even wrote a short paper on) but there’s some new stuff. Collapse )