femslash worries

Happy birthday to noreverchaste

Scrolling marquees aside: yesterday was a fairly ordinary Saturday. I slept late, ate bad food, watched fanvids and read fanfic and procrastinated. Some friends had a dinner party type thing and I saw Clueless again. It's just not the same without Laurie, it's really not.

I've taken my website offline temporarily. I don't know when I'll put it back: could be a project for the summer.

I'm really worried about my sexuality. I've been reading so much slash lately that I've lost touch with my inner lesbian, to the extent that when I do stumble across femslash, it immediately turns me off. This is probably a really bad thing and something to be eminently concerned about. It's like I've purposely turned away from my own body and am fixated on random characters' bodies. Doesn't help that all the femslash I might conceivably be interested in reading doesn't exist.
( long rant about my sex life or lack thereof )

Oh, yes, everyone keep in mind that it's time to spring forward; we're losing an hour tonight. Really sucks, doesn't it, especially given that I've got church tomorrow. Thank goodness my roommate remembered! I would have completely forgotten and that would've really sucked.

I'm joining my church next week. Holy crap.

bad news first

The bad news is, I missed church again this morning because my ride forgot about the change to Daylight Saving Time. Needless to say, I am quite upset about this, and there was much cursing at unGodly hours this morning as a result. I need church, dammit. Or I will go insane.

The good news is, the female ministerperson sent me a gorgeous poem this morning. A really wonderful, ohmyGod she does understand sort of poem:
( Baptism )

This, needless to say, cheered me up enormously. Unfortunately, this was about fifteen minutes before I realized that my ride wasn't going to show, so that was even more of a let-down, but it doesn't really matter. I'm going to take a nap before attempting to actually work.

it's over, thanks be

I had a pretty awful day. Some good things did happen, though, and I'm thinking positive, so here are my good things: the female ministerperson sent me an incredibly sexy poem, I got to talk to Sumita, and my parents can come to see me get baptized, after all.

So yay! On the whole, I'd say those could balance out the bad bits, except that I spent several minutes lying on the floor of Academic, bawling my eyes out. Ah, well, you know: win some lose some.

I appear to have done permanent damage to my laundry bag; I continue to be sexually repressed, and there are ten more classes until the semester is over.