My weekend
I'm taking a class called "Language and Culture" for my newly declared Anthropology minor. It's one of my two anthro classes this semester (the other one is archaeology). I'm a junior now, and I plan to go to graduate school for anthropology, to eventually become a dance anthropologist (yes, that does exist). As this is my first semester taking anthro classes, and since I have to start thinking about what graduate programs I want to apply for, I'm hoping to make friends with some anthro faculty to get advice (I know nothing about graduate schools, except for what I learned growing up around my dad's paleontology students). Since I really don't have any interest in archaeology (it's too close to what my dad does), I decided that I had to make friends with my "Language and Culture" professor. The problem is that he's extremely intimidating and really, really intense. This weekend is a conference that he organizes every year, the Lavender Languages conference (which I have found really difficult to explain to people, so if you're curious, the info can be found here). When he said that he needed places for people to stay, I figured that it was my chance to suck up to him (so that he at least knew who I was), and told him that we could fit three people at most. So, this weekend, we have this random guest, who is very nice, but it's very strange. We're all about 20 years old, undergraduates, and he's 35, married, and a doctoral student.
He got here on Friday, and sat around with all of us while we watched "That 70s Show" and the end of K3G (actually, all but the first hour, so quite a bit of K3G). I think that he was very amused by us, but it was very strange, and I'm not really sure how to be a hostess to someone that I know nothing about (except for the above information, which I learned in an article in "The Blade," the local gay newspaper, which interviewed him about the conference. Actually, before he got here, I didn't know that he was married, just that he was straight.
Yesterday, I went to the session about lavender languages in French-speaking contexts, which was very interesting, and gave me an idea for my capstone (like a thesis). I think that I'm going to do research on the PaCS (like civil unions) which are French law, and the efforts to win full marriage rights for all French people. After that was a performance piece called "Queer 101" which was really, really funny. The other sessions that sound interesting to me are both at 9 in the morning, and I didn't go to the one this morning, and I don't think that I'll be getting up tomorrow morning either. I came home after "Queer 101," and all my roommates were out, and I thought that our guest had plans, but apparently he feels left out (he's possibly the only straight presenter...it reminds me of when one of my friends was complaining that he was the only one in the cast of "Cabaret" who liked girls. My only response was "poor straight white man.") So we talked awkwardly (*awkward gesture*) and then watched "Night of the Living Dead," which, I'm sorry, is a boring movie.
Tonight, I'm babysitting for my favorite kids ever, which is good, because I haven't made any money for quite a while. Also, it'll save me from being super awkward.
My life is strange.
He got here on Friday, and sat around with all of us while we watched "That 70s Show" and the end of K3G (actually, all but the first hour, so quite a bit of K3G). I think that he was very amused by us, but it was very strange, and I'm not really sure how to be a hostess to someone that I know nothing about (except for the above information, which I learned in an article in "The Blade," the local gay newspaper, which interviewed him about the conference. Actually, before he got here, I didn't know that he was married, just that he was straight.
Yesterday, I went to the session about lavender languages in French-speaking contexts, which was very interesting, and gave me an idea for my capstone (like a thesis). I think that I'm going to do research on the PaCS (like civil unions) which are French law, and the efforts to win full marriage rights for all French people. After that was a performance piece called "Queer 101" which was really, really funny. The other sessions that sound interesting to me are both at 9 in the morning, and I didn't go to the one this morning, and I don't think that I'll be getting up tomorrow morning either. I came home after "Queer 101," and all my roommates were out, and I thought that our guest had plans, but apparently he feels left out (he's possibly the only straight presenter...it reminds me of when one of my friends was complaining that he was the only one in the cast of "Cabaret" who liked girls. My only response was "poor straight white man.") So we talked awkwardly (*awkward gesture*) and then watched "Night of the Living Dead," which, I'm sorry, is a boring movie.
Tonight, I'm babysitting for my favorite kids ever, which is good, because I haven't made any money for quite a while. Also, it'll save me from being super awkward.
My life is strange.