The lay eucharistic minister at my church, who also happens to be a priest in training, took me out to supper at the Indian restaurant with her girlfriend, ordered a Merlot, offered to watch "The L Word" with us, and lent me a Rita Mae Brown book about growing up gay.

I am so in love with my church.

What? Resurgence of obsession with the Beatles because hot-straight-girl-on-whom-one-has-an-utterly-hopeless-crush is a fan? Where?In other news, my Evil Gay Agenda is progressing, although not officially. Still banging my head against the concrete wall of conservative homophobic bureacracy that keeps my gay-straight alliance theoretical. I feel ( Read more... )

I'm going to start a gay-straight alliance.I've been planning this all summer, with determination & a great deal of trepidation. Because, y'know, this is Tennessee. I'm going to get bombs in my locker. Harassment and bureacratic roadblocks, at the very least. But somebody's got to do it, because...it needs to be done ( Read more... )

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So I found this treasure at the local Goodwill; a Clinton/Gore '96 campaign T-shirt. And I decided I had to have it. Honestly, when would I ever find another shirt like that? So I wheedled my mum into buying it for me (I was broke, thanks to the Delirious concert--more on that when I get my pictures uploaded). On the way out, the saleslady said, ( Read more... )

Does cleaning out your inbox ever make anyone else feel depressed ( Read more... )