How far is "too far"
To what lengths must we go to ensure sexual consent? Rarely have I found anything so funny on so many levels. Seriously. Laughing at that video damn near got me kicked out of the library today. I swear I'm going to go around for the rest of the week asking people if we should "discuss article 20"
Because this is my journal, and I feel I should actually recount stories of my life here, here's something sort of odd that happened to me the other day.
I was walking through Penn Station on my way home from school a few nights ago. I've walked this way so many times by now that I do it completely on autopilot, not really paying attention to where I am, what's around me, or where I'm going, just completely absorbed in my own thoughts. At the time, I was probably contemplating some nuance of the religion clauses of the First Amendment as they relate to religious speech in public secondary schools, and probably had a very severe look on my face because of it.
I was broken from my reverie when a young woman, whom I'd never seen before in my life, and whom I'd place as a little younger than me but not much, looked at me and asked "Are you sad?" I had no idea how to respond to this, so I adopted my most casual demenor and replied, "No, I'm fine. But I appreciate the concern."
I heard her respond, "Do you need a woman in your life?" but by then I'd outpaced her so that I'd have to turn all the way around to continue the conversation. I decided that probably wasn't a good idea, and just chuckled to myself as I walked on.
I never said it was a good story, I just said it was sort of odd. And with Finals season in full swing, it's by far the most interesting thing that's likely to happen anytime soon.
Because this is my journal, and I feel I should actually recount stories of my life here, here's something sort of odd that happened to me the other day.
I was walking through Penn Station on my way home from school a few nights ago. I've walked this way so many times by now that I do it completely on autopilot, not really paying attention to where I am, what's around me, or where I'm going, just completely absorbed in my own thoughts. At the time, I was probably contemplating some nuance of the religion clauses of the First Amendment as they relate to religious speech in public secondary schools, and probably had a very severe look on my face because of it.
I was broken from my reverie when a young woman, whom I'd never seen before in my life, and whom I'd place as a little younger than me but not much, looked at me and asked "Are you sad?" I had no idea how to respond to this, so I adopted my most casual demenor and replied, "No, I'm fine. But I appreciate the concern."
I heard her respond, "Do you need a woman in your life?" but by then I'd outpaced her so that I'd have to turn all the way around to continue the conversation. I decided that probably wasn't a good idea, and just chuckled to myself as I walked on.
I never said it was a good story, I just said it was sort of odd. And with Finals season in full swing, it's by far the most interesting thing that's likely to happen anytime soon.