To Avoid Doing Work...
So my life has been pretty boring recently.
The Polunsky Unit went well. We got cat calls as usual, but since this was maximum security, they were even more crass than usual. One guy was even masturbating for us through his window in AdSeg. I swear, most of the girls screeched and more of the guys than you would have thought got all creeped out. I loved it. They should know by now that they're gonna do whatever they can to get attention while we're there.
Anyway, the drive up to Livingston was fun because we lost at least half the caravan group (there were about 15 cars total) twice before we even left Huntsville. Considering how small Huntsville is, I consider it a feat. I keep forgetting how much water there is as you get further and further east toward Louisiana. We crossed Lake Livingston and whatever river it is that's right next to the lake (I think it was the Trinity) and the smell of the water as it was blown through my window was really crisp and refreshing. I would never want to live there cause it's even further into the Bible Belt than I am already, but driving through it is not that bad.
I was forced awake way too early yesterday. Even though my first class isn't till 1100, my alarm went off at 0700 (still set for MWF when my first class is 0800). Then Charles called me at 0750 and asked if I was still coming to the Sexuality Panel. I cussed. I had completely forgotten about it. I was awake, dressed and out of the door in record time. The panel went well. They asked the usual questions. Then, when we had about ten or fifteen minutes left to go, I realized that Russell and Brandi, two people I know from LAE, were in the class and that I had mentioned LAE, though not by name (any member would have known what I was talking about). Brandi came up to me at the LAE meeting last night and told me that, when she saw me coming in with the rest of the homos (my words, not hers) a couple of things suddenly clicked (her words). I would have said, "where the hell have you been this whole time?" but that would be rude.
*angst*Kaitland*angst*
*angst*other-girl-I'm-interested-in-but-is-known-to-a-few-people-on-my-flist-so-I-can't-say-her-name*angst*
*angst*being-single*angst*
And, finally, I have decided that I really need to start going to bed at a reasonable hour. I don't remember most of my arabic class this morning. o_O
The Polunsky Unit went well. We got cat calls as usual, but since this was maximum security, they were even more crass than usual. One guy was even masturbating for us through his window in AdSeg. I swear, most of the girls screeched and more of the guys than you would have thought got all creeped out. I loved it. They should know by now that they're gonna do whatever they can to get attention while we're there.
Anyway, the drive up to Livingston was fun because we lost at least half the caravan group (there were about 15 cars total) twice before we even left Huntsville. Considering how small Huntsville is, I consider it a feat. I keep forgetting how much water there is as you get further and further east toward Louisiana. We crossed Lake Livingston and whatever river it is that's right next to the lake (I think it was the Trinity) and the smell of the water as it was blown through my window was really crisp and refreshing. I would never want to live there cause it's even further into the Bible Belt than I am already, but driving through it is not that bad.
I was forced awake way too early yesterday. Even though my first class isn't till 1100, my alarm went off at 0700 (still set for MWF when my first class is 0800). Then Charles called me at 0750 and asked if I was still coming to the Sexuality Panel. I cussed. I had completely forgotten about it. I was awake, dressed and out of the door in record time. The panel went well. They asked the usual questions. Then, when we had about ten or fifteen minutes left to go, I realized that Russell and Brandi, two people I know from LAE, were in the class and that I had mentioned LAE, though not by name (any member would have known what I was talking about). Brandi came up to me at the LAE meeting last night and told me that, when she saw me coming in with the rest of the homos (my words, not hers) a couple of things suddenly clicked (her words). I would have said, "where the hell have you been this whole time?" but that would be rude.
*angst*Kaitland*angst*
*angst*other-girl-I'm-interested-in-but-is-known-to-a-few-people-on-my-flist-so-I-can't-say-her-name*angst*
*angst*being-single*angst*
And, finally, I have decided that I really need to start going to bed at a reasonable hour. I don't remember most of my arabic class this morning. o_O