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I am writing this from Jim because my internet doesn't seem to be working. Don't tell Jim!
Anyway, yesterday was QueerFest on campus, which is this outdoor carnival that is put on by Pride Alliance, which is the queer student group. And since we pseudo-support them (they run independently but we're supposed to collaborate on things and help them and all of that), we all had to pitch in and help. That's cool with me, I like being outside, and hey - free cotton candy and sno cones.
But let me tell you, after 2.5 hours of supervising the inflatable obstacle course, and two sno cones and a cotton candy later, I was carnivaled out and queered out. Morgan rescued me and found someone to cover my supervisory duties and we went and got real food. I had already eaten a pb&j and a pear (and a sno cone and a cotton candy) but it wasn't doing it for me. We went into a campus food establishment and I hid from QueerFest for a while. We then went back and supervised the inflatable tug-of-war thinger. Man, it was tiring.
My nose is also pink. I don't remember it being terribly sunny but my nose is always the first thing to change color, and always pink. The rest of my body tans but my nose does not believe in tanning.
The work kids got glee out of welcoming my baby to her first QueerFest. (They are so incredibly adorable and enthusiastic. I <3 them.) Of course, she's already attended a burlesque show put on by traveling sex workers, so hey, she's got quite a life already.
Speaking of work kids, one of them got her girlfriend a rose for their two-week anniversary. Okay, how incredibly adorable is that? She is the cutest ever. Most of our interactions involve me proofreading her papers or helping her do something like finish her taxes or solve conflicts with campus offices. She jokes that when I leave she will be calling me every day with a crisis. I just know she's not joking. :)
Anyway, yesterday was QueerFest on campus, which is this outdoor carnival that is put on by Pride Alliance, which is the queer student group. And since we pseudo-support them (they run independently but we're supposed to collaborate on things and help them and all of that), we all had to pitch in and help. That's cool with me, I like being outside, and hey - free cotton candy and sno cones.
But let me tell you, after 2.5 hours of supervising the inflatable obstacle course, and two sno cones and a cotton candy later, I was carnivaled out and queered out. Morgan rescued me and found someone to cover my supervisory duties and we went and got real food. I had already eaten a pb&j and a pear (and a sno cone and a cotton candy) but it wasn't doing it for me. We went into a campus food establishment and I hid from QueerFest for a while. We then went back and supervised the inflatable tug-of-war thinger. Man, it was tiring.
My nose is also pink. I don't remember it being terribly sunny but my nose is always the first thing to change color, and always pink. The rest of my body tans but my nose does not believe in tanning.
The work kids got glee out of welcoming my baby to her first QueerFest. (They are so incredibly adorable and enthusiastic. I <3 them.) Of course, she's already attended a burlesque show put on by traveling sex workers, so hey, she's got quite a life already.
Speaking of work kids, one of them got her girlfriend a rose for their two-week anniversary. Okay, how incredibly adorable is that? She is the cutest ever. Most of our interactions involve me proofreading her papers or helping her do something like finish her taxes or solve conflicts with campus offices. She jokes that when I leave she will be calling me every day with a crisis. I just know she's not joking. :)
