Quote of the Day

John Pavlich: I’d be your girlfriend, but my penis might be an issue.

Never try to speak…

Not when you first wake up anyways.

In a movie discussion instead of saying “No Country for Old Men” I said “Old Country for No Men.” Yes, it’s the hit Russian Lesbian movie of 2008.

V-day

I was bracing for today to be a supremely sucky day. In fact I spent a good deal of the morning crying. But then my day really turned around. I got a gift from my mother’s not-lesbian not-lover, an Ugly Doll named Minimum Wage, she said it reminded her of my job picking up garbage on the beach this summer.

That was nice and I now have a stuffed animal to squish on. Yay! Also I went to the gym and ran for 30 minutes, so I feel good. Got laundry done and showered and am almost done with my plan for study abroad aplications. I jsut need the head of the psych department to sign my papers and I’m done!

Also I got a letter from the Red Cross today, they are stalking me, they want my platelets! My only qualm with the Red Cross is the archaic ban from gay men to donate blood… normally in a situation like this I’d avoid the institution but many gay men have expressed that what they want most is for people to donate more, to make up for those who cannot give because people need the blood. I always feel good when I donate… I also wonder if that cold tingly feeling is what it would feel like to be drained by a vampire… Aria’s coming over to watch Buffy so I’m in a very vampy state of mind.

I also got to talk to E for like… half an hour which makes me as always very happy. And now I venture out on a little jaunt to pick up dinner and browse that adult store… just to look.

Twelfth Night Thoughts

So I actually finished a ton of my work yesterday. And it feels really good to have a day where th only reading I have to get done is for later in the week. So I can head to the gym, watch some movies, maybe see some friends. Very nice.

Anyways, I finished Twelfth Night last night and all I can think is “Holy Queerness, Batman!”
The amount of subtle gayness with Olivia in love with Cesario who is really Viola and Viola dressed as Cesario in love with Orsino and Orsino totally dug the whole Cesario thing because when Viola revealed herself he made mentions of her maleness when he proposed to her. Plus Antonio was totally digging Sebastian.

Oh William Shakespeare, you’re so very Queer. Hey look, that could be iambic pentameter if you… did… something to it. It’s 10 syllables…

And it’s not just Twelfth Night… there’s gayness everywhere. Especially in this passage from Coriolanus.

Aufidius to Caius Martius:
Let me twine
Mine arms about that body, where against
My grained ash an hundred times hath broke
And scarr’d the moon with splinters: here I clip
The anvil of my sword, and do contest
As hotly and as nobly with thy love
As ever in ambitious strength I did
Contend against thy valour. Know thou first,
I loved the maid I married; never man
Sigh’d truer breath; but that I see thee here,
Thou noble thing! more dances my rapt heart
Than when I first my wedded mistress saw
Bestride my threshold. Why, thou Mars! I tell thee,
We have a power on foot; and I had purpose
Once more to hew thy target from thy brawn,
Or lose mine arm for’t: thou hast beat me out
Twelve several times, and I have nightly since
Dreamt of encounters ‘twixt thyself and me;
We have been down together in my sleep,
Unbuckling helms, fisting each other’s throat,
And waked half dead with nothing.