the big gay sketch show

I just find these funny. The first one is lesbian phone sex and the second is lesbian speed dating. Hurray for youtube.

zen noir

If you are looking for a good film to watch, I highly recommend "Zen Noir" by Marc Rosenbush. It basically follows this stereotypical detective (think Dick Tracy) as he's investigating a death in a Buddhist temple. It has a lot of really funny moments, but it also contrasts "logic" with non-linear forms of knowledge. Looks at death, life, the meaning of life, identity, change, oranges, love, it's quite excellent. I really enjoy it. I need to get to bed, I have 8am class. w00t.

this post.. kinda pointless

And insomnia strikes again! Woo! I should really be asleep right now. I promised my little sister that I would make her breakfast tomorrow. Since she goes to high school and all that, that means getting up 6am. Really shouldn't have been a problem. I was all set to go to sleep, but instead of heading right to bed, I checked my email, checked iChat, ended up talking to several people. Finally signed off, turned off the computer, turned off the light, tried to sleep... and clearly I was unsuccessful.

On the other hand, I've made several observations. It got really cold. It's entirely possible that I will have the joy of driving all the way to Luther in a snow storm. I can't wait for the weekend and I haven't really done anything but bum around the house all week. Counting sheep gets a little boring after you reach 1,127 sheep. At that point you should give up and realize you aren't tired yet.

If any of you have an hour to watch a documentary about the internet and "kids these days", you should watch this one from PBS. I love PBS. It's all we watched in my house for most of my childhood. I remember a lot of fundraising programs where they'd have banks of people answering phones and the host at the front talking about whatever group was performing. That actually might just be a memory of one Peter, Paul and Mary concert that my brother and I would watch over and over. Anyways. I've been re-examining my internet usage since watching that PBS documentary. I feel some changes afoot. I'm seriously considering deleting my myspace account. I don't use it for anything of real importance. I just mess around with it when I am bored or want to procrastinate, and their are better ways of doing both. I can still search the site for music, so it's not like I need it for that. Decisions decisions.

Well. Five hours and counting until the great egg cooking adventure. Sleep, take two.

visiting alyssa

I had an interesting experience today. I ate lunch with Alyssa, a girl who transferred away from Luther. She know attends Concordia University Wisconsin which is strangely enough located in my hometown. She went to Luther for two years before transferring away, for several reasons, one of them being that Luther was too liberal for her. The fact that Luther is RIC disturbs her. Well, actually, she didn't know it was RIC until after she transferred, which is entertaining to me. I mean, Luther has been RIC since the 90s. I think it was possibly the first congregation in Iowa to go RIC.

Nonetheless. I'm not exactly sure where she stands, but I'm fairly certain that on some level, Alyssa thinks that queerness is morally wrong. Mainly because of several comments she's made when we've talked. For example, she was telling me about a debate she had in her political science course. She was debating "homosexual marriage" and her group's opening argument was that while homosexuality is wrong according to the Christian tradition, that that shouldn't mean that "homosexuals" shouldn't have equal rights. (To give you an idea of the kind of university she attends, in these debates people whipped out their bibles. Seriously? A political science debate where bibles are brought up as evidence?) Interacting with her is just strange. She has never said anything directly to me about my queerness, she has several close friends who are gay, yet there was the whole comment about her debate, and the fact that Luther's congregation was too liberal for her.

I think what confuses me is that I can't really place her. I'm not used to people who are morally opposed to queerness interacting with queers without either insulting them or trying to cure them or both. It's refreshing that she believes what she believes without trying to push it on to the queers. In some ways, she's being a lot more tolerant than a lot of queer people. I think that's another reason that I am slightly unsettled by my interactions with her. Many queer people are completely intolerant of people who think that queerness is morally wrong. And for me, this is where it gets complicated. Clearly, I want people to accept me and not think that I am a sick and twisted individual. On the other hand, I also don't want to force people to believe something. Just because I believe that I am "right" in this situation, does that make it appropriate for me to say that others beliefs aren't valid? Really, I just want people to be nice to each other. I am not being extraordinarily coherent, I realize that. If any of you have thoughts on the topic, let me know.

i am not completely healthy

The past few days when I wake up I haven't been feeling so great. Feel like my lungs hurt a bit, and I usually have a runny nose. At first, I just assumed my body was saying "fuck you" for smoking more than usual over Jterm. But no. My body was trying to tell me to slow the hell down and sleep. Since I clearly didn't get the message, I woke up today with a full blown chest cold. *sigh* I really just want to crawl back in to bed and sleep until I feel healthy again.
My mother has been giving me alavert, oranges and emergen-c all day, so let's hope it's not possible to overload your system with vitamin C. She's also banished me from the puppy room, so I don't make them sick.
Luckily, since it is Jterm break I don't have much to do. Since I am a brilliant procrastinator, I do have a 5 to 8 page analysis of the Matrix to write and email to my professor by 3:30pm. But I'm not concerned. The only difficult part will be focusing on the structures of power in the film instead of talking about Keanu's horrible acting.
I had an excellent weekend. I got to go visit one of my best friends, Mugsie, in Evanston. It just makes me happy to hang out with her. We saw a play, hung out with her friends, talked, good times all around. I also got to eat lunch with Andy, which was also good.
Anyways, I think I'm going to go take a shower before I finish the paper. Happy Monday to all, or something like that.

so i'm in exile...

My mother is doing her poodle puppy selling thing. Well, technically not selling quite yet. She has the families who want to buy one of the puppies over and they look at the puppies and meet the mother. Then my parents sit the people down at the kitchen table and they talk about dogs for about an hour and a half. They talk about the lineage of the dogs. They talk about how long my parents have raised poodles. The family that wants to buy the poodle talks about themselves so my parents get an idea of what sort of home the dog will be going to. They talk about the personalities of different poodles. The list goes on.
Either way, I unfortunately woke up after the potential buyers arrived, which means I'm restricted to the upstairs until they leave. Well, technically this is because I didn't get my laundry last night when it was finished. So I can't get dressed yet. Sitting in exile, in my room. Woohoo.

last jterm ever

I finished my last day of jterm ever today. Woohoo! I'm pretty excited about it. The class went well, even if it did drag during the discussions. The ride home today was rough. We were stuck in stop and go traffic for a long time. My lower back started freaking out on me. It's been rather upset lately, what with the cold, ace bandaging and sitting in the car. I should probably ease up on the ace bandages, and order a new binder already, as has been pointed out to me more than once in the past few days. =)

Anyways, it's just my parents and I at home this weekend. My brother is back to college and my sister is traveling with friends. It's strange, after you grow up with these two other people, always being around them, knowing what's going on in their lives, sneaking into each others rooms in the middle of the night to talk, then suddenly you're in college, and we don't really talk anymore. I think part of why I feel distant from my family is that I don't know how to talk to them about being queer. When I first came out I was terrified of being rejected, and I just let so many things go unsaid. I've never actually spoken to my brother and sister about it. They know that I prefer dating women, my mother and I have talked about the fact that they know. I'm pretty sure they don't know I want to cut off my breasts though. I often feel like being at home puts a "don't ask don't tell" policy into effect in my life. Part of that is my fault though. I don't make the effort to open up to my family, to let them in to that part of my life. I am the one that keeps jumping back into my role as Amy, the oldest daughter, the older sister, instead of just being who I've become in the past four years.

Since my brother and sister aren't home, I've resolved to sit down and talk with my parents. I want to tell them I've picked out a new name. I also want to reiterate that I want surgery, and that I am already planning for it. I would also like to ask them for a very small loan so I can purchase a new binder. As I mentioned before, the ace bandage is not treating my body well and I shouldn't do that to myself.

On a completely different topic, I watched the movie Gray Matters this evening. Woo netflix. It's a decent movie. Much better than many "lesbian movies" in the world. And Rachel Shelley is in it and that's great. I think she's hot. She's not a main character, but that's perfectly ok with me. I was actually planning on going to sleep and watching the movie tomorrow. But after laying in bed with the lights off for 45 minutes without even feeling tired I decided to just watch the movie.

Interesting fact from my life, it seems that every time I come back to Milwaukee, I have a hard time falling asleep the first few nights. Maybe it's just sleeping in a different place. Or maybe it's because I usually resolve to talk to my parents/family and then get worked up about it and psyche myself out. One of my friends told me I over analyze sometimes. That's probably true. Actually, I know it's true. Luckily it's also true that I only over analyze sometimes. I'm starting to ramble. Here's to take two of trying to fall asleep.

Why I Don't Like Doctors

As a warning, this is a depressing post. I've been thinking about it a lot, it's been bothering me, and I think I'll just put it out there.
I just found out my mother wants me to go to the doctor next Tuesday when I'm home for Jbreak. I really don't like going to the doctor. My stomach ties itself in knots, I get sweaty and shaky, and generally feel like shit. Really, I'm getting anxious thinking about having to go to the doctor next week as it is. I need a little more time to prepare.
I used to not mind going to the doctor. When I was very young, under 7, our pediatrician was Dr. Rock and all my memories of him are good. He would let me hang on to my bear, Griz, when I was getting shots which was nice.
Unfortunately.. when I was in 8th or 9th grade I had a not so nice experience with the doctor. In order to play softball on the school team, I needed to have a physical. So my mom schedules an appointment, and we go to the doctor. The female doctor I normally saw wasn't there and the only doctor available was a guy who was doing some temporary work at the clinic.
Anyways. So we go in and he starts asking the usual general health questions, and tests my reflexes and vision and looks in my ears. He listens to my heart with the stethoscope. Instead of putting it down the back of my shirt like the other doctor, he put it on my chest. That was when I started to feel uncomfortable. He asked me to lay down on the table, and does the thing where they press on your abdomen to check for weird stuff. Or whatever it's for. Then he tells me he has to check my genitals, since I've started menstruating. And.. yeah. He puts on a glove, pulls down my underwear and touches the labia. He put a finger inside me. It was.. not ok. I felt horrible. He stopped, took off the glove, told me I could head back to my mother in this really cheerful voice. I get up, go back out to my mom and just kinda sit there. The doctor comes out later, I don't know how long, and gives the information sheet to my mother saying I have a clean bill of health.
I never told my mother. I really tried hard to forget it. I managed to all through high school until I got to college and got involved in feminist and queer activism. Even then I didn't really talk about it. I told a few people. I just didn't want to deal with. I still really haven't. I'm still utterly terrified of doctors. I haven't been able to go to the gynecologist yet, even one who's a woman. I just get freaked out. You'd think I'd be able to work past that. *sigh* Well. This is enough depressing blogging for now. I'm gonna go enjoy the sun.

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More Cher. This time Edwin and his friends are having a sing-a-long in the cluster. *sigh* I think I might need to invest in a pair of ear plugs. Seriously, do they need to be this loud at 2am?

jerk face

So a few days ago the boyfriend of one of my cluster mates was visiting her. There were some Republican presidential candidate debates on TV, and I came in to watch the debates. Joe, the jerk face, was watching and yammering on about his ideas. Huckabee was answering a question, and Joe said the following: "I like Huckabee. If I wasn't a democrat, I would vote for Huckabee." Then I said that Huckabee has some scary policy ideas, and that he has said some horrible things, comparing homosexuals to pedophiles and necrophiliacs. And then jerk face said "Honestly, no offense or anything, but homosexual rights just aren't high on my political agenda, unlike you I don't really consider it when I'm pick my candidate." And my response was that it's not about homosexual rights, that is a hateful thing to say, and I don't think someone who says something like that would be a good leader. And his response was "oh, so.. you know.. it's like.. cause it's an insult" and then he mumbled off. And I left the room cause I was pissed.

Joe,
Point one, what kind of democrat are you if you say something like "if I wasn't a democrat, I'd vote for Huckabee." You probably actually aren't a democrat then. You probably just vote democratic because you think you should instead of actually believing in the policies. And personally, I'd rather you vote for what you actually believe in.

Point two, the phrase "homosexual rights" it a little outdated.

Point three, you assumed that I am/identify as a "homosexual," which kinda bothers me.

Point four, you made an assumption about my political issues, and their level of importance for me. Yes, I care about "homosexual rights," but they are not my primary issue when I'm considering presidential candidates. This is for several reasons. The first (you might call it point 4a) is that the main issue that is getting pushed by many people in the "homosexual rights" movement is gay marriage. I'm not a fan of the institution of marriage. I think the idea of committing to being with one person is a beautiful idea. I think the economic and social benefits that marriage bestows on couples are ridiculous. Marriage privileges one particular type of relationship over all others, and I don't think that's right. Point 4b, gay marriage is most likely not going to be legalized in the next four years.

Point five, you were being extraordinarily insensitive. Huckabee compared us queers to necrophiliacs. If you can't understand why that upsets me, and if you would still consider voting for someone who says that, you are not the liberal you think you are. The correct response would've been something along the lines of "oh, I didn't know that. That's not very nice of him." Or even, "I didn't know that" without saying anything about how little you care about "homosexual rights."

*sigh* Ok. Now I've got that out.
We watched the movie 28 Days Later in my Apocalypse: Then and Now class. I don't really like zombies. I will probably end up having a nightmare about zombies. At least it was during the day. It'll be interesting to see how the professor ties 28 Days Later to apocalypses.

I will forever be haunted by Cher

Today has been rather long. We watched a really trippy movie in my Apocalypse Then and Now class called 12 monkeys. It has Bruce Willis and Brad Pitt in it. Actually, it was some of the best acting I've ever seen Brad Pitt do. Not that I've seen all that many movies with Brad Pitt in them. Either way, it's basically a movie about Bruce Willis who is sent back from the future, where everyone left alive lives underground isolated from the surface, to find the pure form of this virus that wipes out all but 1% of humanity in 1997. He's sent back to 1996 to try and figure out where the virus is created so scientists from his time can analyze it and find a cure to the virus so humans can return to living about ground. There's lots of time travel, Bruce Willis's character is rather violent and can't figure out what is reality and whether or not he's crazy, and the time paradox severely hurt my brain.

After that, I watched my most recent netflix film, "The Ultimate Lesbian Short Film Festival," which really wasn't that great. There were a couple of good films, but nothing outstanding, and several not so good films. I think the film that I enjoyed most was a film about a lesbian daughter who comes home for her grandfather's funeral with a shaved head, and her mother wants her to wear a wig to the funeral so the extended family and friends won't know that the daughter is gay. There's a confrontation, and the mother admits that the reason she doesn't want anyone to know is because she hates the fact that her daughter is a lesbian. Later on, the mother is dropping her daughter off at the airport, and she tries to make small talk, and fails, and asks her daughter what she wants her to say, and the daughter says "you know what i want from you mom." The mom asks her daughter not to be mad at her, the daughter just looks at her, before softly saying "I'm not mad, goodbye mom" and walking away from the car towards the entrance to the airport. The mother then bursts out sobbing. I kinda hope that in the future they reconciled.

I was chatting with my friend James a little later, and he shared this link with me. It's a top 100 quotes from fundamentalist christians on message boards list. Most of them are just hilarious. A few of them are truly saddening though. A few choice quotes..
"If your original Hebrew disagrees with my original King James --- your original Hebrew is wrong. If your original Hebrew agrees with my original King James, your original Hebrew is right."
"The Fact the Earth is Flat is not my opinion, it is a Proved Fact! While all we need to know is that the Bible says the Earth is flat (Is.40:22, Ez.7:2, Dn.2:35; 4:10-11,20, Mt.4:8)... but for a second can you imagine what these so-called 'scientists would have us believe. If the earth really was round, that would mean there arre people who are HANGING DOWN, HEAD DOWNWARDS while we are standing head up? But since the theory allows to travel to those parts of the earth where the people are said to hand head downward, and still to fancy ourselves to be heads upwards, and our friends whom we have left behind us to be heads downwards! LOL! What foolishness!"

Really.. I think those quotes speak for themselves.

What else, I went to the co-op this afternoon. I bought some crackers, some orange switch soda, and some noodles that were on sale. The co-op has moved to it's new location, and it is looking really nice. It's at least two times the size of the other co-op, has a deli, a larger bulk foods section, and a larger alcohol section. They actually sell beer now, which is new. I got the coolest "borrow a bag." It is dark blue, with a rainbow stripe across it. A "borrow a bag" is a bag you borrow from the co-op to carry your groceries in, and then just return it later.

I went and hung out with Joe, Haley and Aimee and that was lots of fun. Aimee played guitar a little bit, we watched an episode and a half of Weeds, and I read portions of my book for my class aloud.

Speaking of the book, it's kinda entertaining. Lots of fire and brimstone. It's called "The Late Great Planet Earth" by Hal Lindsey. It was published in the 1970s. It's full of stuff about "Bible Prophecy." It goes through all the prophecies about Jesus, then goes on to say that there are a lot of prophecies in the Bible that haven't been fulfilled yet. Basically the guy then draws conclusions about when said prophecies will be fulfilled, concluding with the second coming of christ and the end of history as we know it. Intense, fire and brimstone stuff. I feel like the Lindsey has interpreted the "prophetic passages" without taken the historical context they were written in into account. Either way, discussion in class tomorrow will be interesting.

Right now, I think I need to go to bed. My cluster mate Edwin is slightly intoxicated and singing Cher at the top of his off-key lungs. The man loses all capability to sing vaguely in tune once you get a few shots in him. I would like to listen to as little of it as possible, so I'm going to sleep.

two days in a row!

I am on a roll. Yesterday I got sirred in the bookstore by the dude that is in charge of the bookstore. He said "How are you today, sir" and I responded just fine. At which point he apologizes. "I mean ma'am. I'm sorry, you know I just took a quick glance and with the short hair." I told him it was ok, not a problem, that I didn't actually care. And he kept talking about it. Followed me down the school supply aisle while I picked out my lovely blue 2" binder. Hehehe.
Today I was in the registrar's office and was talking with one of the women. My friend Taryn was waiting for me. One of the other women walks up to her, and asks her "do you need any help, or are you waiting for him?" This was particularly funny because I was talking with the other woman and the registrar at the time, and I believe I had been referred to as a "good girl" for paying attention to my program evaluation. Well, and I was talking. I don't have the deepest voice in the world. Hee hee.
I think what I enjoy the most about these sort of experiences is watching people when they realize that they've supposedly "messed up." They get so flustered.. and I just smile to myself.

Anyways. So I was in the registrar's office today because I realized I need to be taking a religion class Jterm. The course I took in Tanzania isn't transferring, and last time I tried to get it to transfer it get stuck in registrar hell. So I thought to myself, "self, you've already taken a capstone course. just drop the capstone course and sign up for a religion course." So I did. neat. Now I'm taking Apocalypse: Then and Now.

Yesterday Joe, Haley and I named my pipe. It's name is Hedwig, because it's an angry inch. Well technically it's larger than an inch, but it's tiny. Cute but mighty. Just like me... just kidding. =)

It's cold. My lower back muscles have seized up in protest. I hate it when they do that. Mainly cause even when I warm up again, they still freak out. Ugh. Anyways. I'm going to go finish my homework.

just kidding

I just realized something rather strange. Most of the time, I don't completely believe that conservatives actually believe in their policies and theories. Most of the time I almost feel like they're going to pop up and say "just kidding! we were only testing you! we don't really believe that conservative nonsense!" That's probably not the most intelligent thing I could think about conservatives.. *sigh* Either way. go easy on me, i only slept for an hour and a half last night.

the L word season premier

This evening was the L Word season premier. It was good, though Jenny came back and is in her full evil bitch glory. I was hoping being stuck on a raft would've amended her personality a little bit. Oh well.
I think the most interesting part, for me, was when Alice was interviewing Phyllis about "coming out" later in life. Max was filming for Alice, and Phyllis had asked a question about what the T in LGBT stood for. Max explained that it was for trannies, transgender people, and talked about why he had decided not to go through with his surgery. Then Alice says that they're getting a little off topic for "Our Chart" and Max is like, why? If it's Our Chart then it's for all of us, and Alice was like ok yeah it's for everyone, but implied that everyone meant bisexuals and lesbians. Erg. I hate that shit.
I think one of the things that irritates me about how the L Word handles Max and the plot issues around him is that many of the characters aren't consistent in how they react to Max. At one time, they will be great, and understanding and then they'll come out of nowhere and say something stupid. Like people on Our Chart wouldn't be interested in why Max chose not to have surgery.
You know, I also realized when I was watching the show how easily I get sucked into it. Even more so than Weeds, which is a pretty amazing show. I just get sucked in to the drama and a really shouldn't as much. *sigh* I'm still hoping that Bette and Tina end up together again. Or that Tina finds someone fantastic. Also hoping that Carmen comes back but that is unlikely.

Beirut

Today I bought all the Beirut music I could off of iTunes. I've been listening to it while I've been double checking my LVC application. I love their music. It just fills me with a sense of.. happiness. It's not overly joyful music, just.. good music.
Anyways. I'm nervous about my LVC application. I still haven't heard back yet from my third reference person.. to make sure she's turned it in and all. I know that I could always just turn my application in during the second round. But I really would rather go in the first round just so if I for some reason don't get in will be able to plan for something else for next year fairly easily.
Anyways. I just thought you all should know that Beirut is an amazing group of musicians. So go listen.

cops!

So tonight we had two run ins with the police. Well you can't really call them run ins, but they were entertaining. I was hanging out with Taryn and Haley for the evening. First, we were at the Market, sitting, having a beer and all the sudden five cops walk in to the bar, and one of them comes up to me and asks for my ID. I'm 22, so all clear. Anyways, he looks at my ID, flexes it a little, looks at the picture, looks at me, looks at the picture again, looks at me before smiling and saying "have a nice evening." The cops check a few more IDs and then leave.
Second incident, we're driving back and Haley's going a bit fast on college drive, and we get pulled over. She was the designated driver, which was good. Either way, she tells the cop she has to reach into her back pocket to get her ID, so he has her step out of the car, asks her if she's been drinking, does a quick sobriety test, checks her license, and luckily she gets away with just a warning about speeding.
Two cop incidents in one night. Dang. I have to say, both times they were very friendly cops at least.
anyways. we just finished watching Better than Chocolate. I also had a strange incident where my RA told me that if she was gay she'd fuck me cause I'm hot but she loves dick. So entertaining. My RA is hilarious when she's been drinking.
Either way. I'm gonna go drink another glass of water and crash. It's been an exciting day.

class, day two

Today in the discussion section of our class we broke up into small groups. In the group that I was in, there were two football players, and three other people. I'll be honest, I don't like most male jocks, mainly football, wrestling and baseball. I don't mind cross country runners of ultimate frisbee folk. Anyways. So there are these two football guys in my discussion section. It bothers me that I feel timid around hyper masculine jocks. I don't like to have discussions, I feel nervous around them. I'm not afraid of them in a corporal sense, but I am afraid of engaging in discussion with them. And that really bothers me.

First issue, I know that I am stereotyping them as insensitive, conservative assholes. I am not giving them a chance to debate what they believe, I just assume they don't value the same things I value. Second issue, I let my notion of these guys determine my actions. I don't debate for what I value as strongly and I use different rhetoric than if I was in different company. I noticed that I wasn't even making eye contact with them.

I need to work on this. I shouldn't feel nervous about talking in front of them, I shouldn't ever feel apologetic for what I value and believe in, and I shouldn't make assumptions based on my first impression of someone.

Anyways. So class went alright. My cluster is having "drunk to dinner" night followed by a circle of death tournament. I am going to need to pace myself. I feel like I will instead go to dinner slightly buzzed, and save the intoxication for later.

Back at Luther, Day One

Today I have been a getting things done machine. First off, I got up and went for a walk around town, which is lovely, albeit a little cold and windy. I cleaned my room a little bit, which was necessary. I played my guitar a little bit and wrote most of a song, it needs a little work. Then I went to class, which was an interesting experience.

I am taking a Paideia Capstone course called "Osama, Obama and Clinton: Race, Gender and Nationalism in U.S. Politics." It is taught by Kim Powell and Pamela Cook, so it should be a good time. They both love to assign readings though, so I will have much more work this Jterm than last Jterm. Last Jterm I took Recording Original Music and basically got to play guitar all January. Anyways, the course basically examines the construction of race, gender and nationality in U.S. politics, focusing on the 2008 presidential elections. The first half of the course we are examining the political concepts of freedom, citizenship, equality and democracy. The second half of the course we are digging into election topics, such as health care, education, environment, national security, policies in the Middle East, etc. We were divided up into small groups, and each group is responsible for following one candidate and learning about their position on every issue. My group's candidate is Fred Thompson. Woohoo.

After class I went to the Union, bought my one book for the course, and visited the Diversity Center. I got to be part of a student group trying to convince a woman who is finishing her doctoral work in sociology to come teach at Luther for a year next year. She seemed like a very intelligent person. She'll be graduating from UW-Madison, and focusing on comparative sociology. Her doctoral work was comparing museums in the U.S. and in South Africa, looking at what gets exhibited, the politics behind exhibitions, the historical context of the situations documented, etc.

So far this evening I have
1. Sent a CD to a friend
2. Sent out all of the reference forms to my references
3. Printed off my readings for tomorrow
4. Watched a few youtube speeches to prepare for the caucus
5. Watched my sister march in the high school band in the London New Year's Parade. They rocked. Or maybe I should say "rawked." Either way, it was good stuff.
6. Called my parents
- took care of my psychiatric bill from when I went to Gundersen Lutheran
- they are mailing me my landlord letter that I forgot
- checked in with them about the dogs and such
7. Procured a summer job. I will be working for Ruth, I get to be Rex's nanny for the summer. I am very excited. I will get paid to play outside all summer. I will still need to get a 10 hour a week job at Luther in order to get the discounted housing rate, but that shouldn't be a problem. I can just work evenings and weekends in the cafeteria. Or I can do custodial work.

So. Now it is 5:20 in the evening. I am going to start on my readings and do that for an hour before going over to Valders to get my caucus on. In case you were interested, I will be caucusing for Kucinich first, and if he is not a viable candidate, I will then be caucusing for Obama.