A Day in the Live of a Pagan Activist
10am: Wake up, go back to sleep, and have extensively detailed dreams
about having to pack up and move out of my dorm room even though I just
got moved in. The year's over already? I think I need more sleep....
11am: Get up and realize I'm already a bit late for class. Go down to
class, run into
Celeste on the way, and get easily talked into ditching Theater of
Social Comment in favor of geeking at CPM. Hey, I want to check my email
and see about my date with Penni - this is MUCH higher on my priorities
12:15: After an hour of geeking, reluctantly close my email folders
and drag myself to lunch.
12:20: Realize how mind-bogglingly BAAAAAAD lunch is today. BAD BAD
BAD. Disgusting enough to sit there hitting myself because the pain of
hitting my arm repeatedly dulls the far greater pain of looking at the two
faux-Mexican meat entrees, veggie entree alternative consisting solely of
the oh-so-Latina boston baked beans, and weirdly pale tortillas. And
something they called "Howling Coyote Soup." I got a plate of shredded
spicy roadkill thinking it would be the obligatory meatless entree, but
no. WRONG! Lunch today is far worse than usual, so bad that Andra sits
down with us and immediately starts kvetching about it. I thought I was
just being stressed-out and overreacting, but apparently not. I grab a
handful of yellow comment cards and ballpoints and everyone starts filling
1pm: Time for History. I dropped a drawing class in favor of this
Andy Workman creation because
Cola is in it, the books include one on queer stuff during WWII and
not just in the military!, and there's a TON of stuff on the media's role
in our society in the past and present - a winning combo, especially if
I'm going to major in Social Change with a focus on mass media. It's a
good class, but as I walk in I hear Vanessa giving updates on
Professor Noonan's imminent firing, and run to Stern 14 to throw
together a petition for her. Back in ten.
1:50: Off to Stern to geek while Cola does her UA thing. She has a line
waiting for her before she even walks in. Eeek. I write up an email
announcing the year's first
Lesbian Avengers meeting, open up my hotmail account with Lynx, and start
click-and-dropping old Fire
digests into html files so members can check out their old threads.
Along the way, I find two more cases of harassment and one more case of
court bias that go into the
records of anti-Pagan hate crimes I've finally begun keeping.
3pm: Take a break from the joy that is updating Fire pages to switch
computer labs so I can do my MCS 63 (Java Programming) workshop whilst I
geek. I sure do a lot of this geeking stuff, don't I? Instead of doing the
workshop, I end up creating this file.
3:30: stop for long enough to do the workshop.
4:00-5:30: Continue geeking, until Celeste appears and geeks and
announces she's off to dinner. Realize I forgot all about the MCS
department barbecue and go with her and some other geeks to chow down on
veggie burgers and argue about whether Susan Bassein is a cutie or not. I
say she is, but apparently those of us who HAVE girlfriends disagree.
Yeah, cause you no longer have a libido! Okay, this tangent is going to
need to be cut out of the final version :)
6:30: Leave the barbecue early to see if I can score dinner there AND
dining hall. Totally fail to make dinner in OM and proceed... to the
computer lab. Am I boring you yet?