Writing my Robinson Crusoe paper i think i’m gonna end up actually ended up arguing against the side i was originally gonna take. Huh. Whatever, just so long as i can just get the bloody thing finished.
The amount of work i have to do these next few weeks rather borders on staggering. I remain convinced that it is doable, however. And i have ideas for all my current fic assignments, so that’s good, too. Need to figure out exactly what i wanna do for my final for Betsey’s class, though.
My 2nd UMass interview paper is basically “What was your experience with fairy tales as a child and how have fairy tales influenced your sense of self?” Volunteers?
Went to Sea Symphony. Michael sat a few seats down from us, sans brood (probably a good idea given the length of the symphony, i suppose). I was so impressed that no one clapped after the first movement, but then after the second and third some people clapped for just a second. One would think it would be the other way around, no?
My grandfather’s blazer for Drag Ball tonight was the first time i had worn long sleeves in 2 days. Woot.
Bryn was totally working the bondage look. Telling everyone to sit down so we could all see for the Drag Show (aka sex on a stage) she said “Everyone get down on your knees. Yes, you may call me Mistress. Now get down on your knees.”
I was gonna babble about being comfortable in one’s own skin and gender roles and stuff but, nah.