don't you dare tell me she's only a computer

Patricia died!! I have most of the stuff I need off her, but I think there's like, sermons and stuff... and I know my old email folders... including stuff from Important People... though thank God I printed out all Jeane's emails the day after she died... so I have those in hard copy... oh fuck... We've had Patricia forever.... I remember when I transferred all my documents from Isabel to Patricia, back when I was writing short stories... of course she's be virus-ridden and sickly for ages but.... waaaaah.

This is an important lesson about backing up one's documents.

whee chocolate!

My advocate in the registrar's office sent me chocolate and a card that says Happy Valentine's Day! Thank you, oh advocate in the registrar's office.

true love waits

I am of the opinion that the panel discussion on "Sex and Spirituality" was misnamed. I was actually ready to leave as soon as I saw the packet of information with "Reasons To Not Have Sex Until Marriage" across the top. I'm not sure if I'm angry or what... I'm confused. I need to think out loud so to speak, so here is my huge long rant about sexuality, along with the CSU (Christian Students' Union) take on abstinence, from the aforementioned informational packet.

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they aren't coming, after all

I'm so disappointed. The mysterious male creature and Sean aren't coming to visit us this weekend after all, even though we'd been planning it for months. I don't know why. The mysterious male creature didn't say in his email. This is so upsetting. I was supposed to have this really wonderful, friendly, extroverted Valentine's Day weekend and now all my plans have fallen apart. Why?? It's not fucking fair. Grr. Exceeding amounts of angst.

I've finished my two anthologies of lesbian short stories, so now I am going to read Peter Pan.