abominations.

there is a bit of a ruckus going on at the belltower on campus. joe christian, the preacher kid with the styrofoam ten commandments, has a new sign today, one that says something about sodomy and abominations. several older people with new signs and pamphlets had gathered by the later afternoon, as well as a gaggle of heavily rainbowed queer kids. according to a sticker on the back of a shirt, today would seem to be something like the lgbtq day of silence, to recognize the silencing of queer persons on a daily basis. i'm wondering if joe christian knew this (for which i'd give him due credit. i had no idea until i saw the sticker a few minutes ago. way to research, joe.) and so set up a counter protest, or if it was all just an odd coincidence, or if god really does have as twisted a sense of humor as i suspect. i kept standing around the belltower between classes waiting for something interesting to happen, but nothing really ever did. the boy who looks like thom yorke who is usually there when joe christian is, holding a cup of coffee and being funny and smart and disruptive to the evangelizing was there doing what he does. when i was a freshman, the queers would fight with joe christian, and he would fight with us, and no one would really convince anyone of anything, but we all seemed to like it. i don't think we'd have done it if we didn't. it was a nice chance for all of us to vent our righteous anger, to momentarily have a single outlet for the things that plague us in miniature: the homophobia carved into desks by frat boys, the queerification of prime time tv, the continued popularity of rosie o'donnell, the continued existence of jerry falwell. this time it was quiet. we all just sort of mulled around, the one side holding signs and looking suspicious, the other looking sort of faggy and dyked out but not really saying anything. it was very, very quiet. that seems sad on multiple levels. i wonder if my inability to think of such spectacles as anything more than puppet shows demonstrates increasing growth, or merely increasing apathy.

pink slips.

i'm terribly sorry, but my ever growing friends list was getting difficult to manage, and i had to remove a few people. i enjoyed reading all of you, but i've been told that allowing livejournal to eat my life would be a bad thing, especially during exams. also, soon i believe i will once again be left with naught but a dial-up connection (the horror. the horror.) so i should probably start getting used to low carb livejournal ahead of time.

i love you lots. may each and every one of you find something wonderful in your left shoe within the next three months.