Friday I met Judith Halberstam. I read Female Masculinity the summer before I came to Smith, and although I took issue with some of it, it was also a really important step for me in figuring out who I am. I didn't get to hear most of her talk, but I did make a comment on something she said about queer youth, and afterwards she complimented me on it and smacked me on the shoulder. I got to tell her how important her book was to me, and shake her hand. She was very gracious and it made me really happy to express to her what her work has meant to me.
Friday was also supposed to be drinks with Connie, but life conspired against us. I narrowly escaped drama and had a nice evening with a friend with whom I don't get nearly enough one on one time.
Yesterday was day two of me swearing I'd get work done and then not. Friday I worked on my tattoo design unnecessarily, especially as it turned out I couldn't go to get it as Sweetmate and I had originally thought. Oh well. Saturday I got up too late, sat too long at brunch, then decided to go get my book for my politics class from Barnes and Nobel because they didn't have it downtown. Turns out, they didn't have it at B&N either. Bastards. Bridge traffic and ride giving got me home at 5. I read one article, went to dinner, then watched an hour of the America's Next Top Model marathon with Jen and Leila.
I cleaned my room because it was foul and finished just in time to go out to drinks with the girl, who now needs a nickname. I was so nervous, much more so than before our first date. What's with that? Is the second date always scarier? We went to the Watering Hole, where she paid for the first round before I could say anything. Very nice. We talked for a couple hours, had a second round and then came back here. We talked and hung out until 3, mutual interest is no longer ambiguous. She left and said she'd call me on Tuesday. I do believe this is actual dating, it really does exist! I ran into her at the campus center today, it was sweetly awkward and exciting. Currently it's nice and separate from everything else, and I'm savoring it. Who knows what will happen, but I'm enjoying it.
Now on to my massive to-do list. I'm not sure there are enough hours in the day, frankly.
Friday was also supposed to be drinks with Connie, but life conspired against us. I narrowly escaped drama and had a nice evening with a friend with whom I don't get nearly enough one on one time.
Yesterday was day two of me swearing I'd get work done and then not. Friday I worked on my tattoo design unnecessarily, especially as it turned out I couldn't go to get it as Sweetmate and I had originally thought. Oh well. Saturday I got up too late, sat too long at brunch, then decided to go get my book for my politics class from Barnes and Nobel because they didn't have it downtown. Turns out, they didn't have it at B&N either. Bastards. Bridge traffic and ride giving got me home at 5. I read one article, went to dinner, then watched an hour of the America's Next Top Model marathon with Jen and Leila.
I cleaned my room because it was foul and finished just in time to go out to drinks with the girl, who now needs a nickname. I was so nervous, much more so than before our first date. What's with that? Is the second date always scarier? We went to the Watering Hole, where she paid for the first round before I could say anything. Very nice. We talked for a couple hours, had a second round and then came back here. We talked and hung out until 3, mutual interest is no longer ambiguous. She left and said she'd call me on Tuesday. I do believe this is actual dating, it really does exist! I ran into her at the campus center today, it was sweetly awkward and exciting. Currently it's nice and separate from everything else, and I'm savoring it. Who knows what will happen, but I'm enjoying it.
Now on to my massive to-do list. I'm not sure there are enough hours in the day, frankly.
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