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so a kid wore a straight pride shirt to school, and got sent home to change. seems like a case of the administration being oversensitive and thus discriminating against him, right? (the story is somewhere on cnn, i can't find a link any more.) but then you notice that when he filed a lawsuit, he got the american family association to defend him. you know, the right wing family value people. makes you think that maybe something's up more than him wearing a variation on a 'gay pride' shirt. and then ciannait linked me to this article. which gives enough background to make it abundantly clear that it wasn't a pro-straight statement, it was explicitly anti-gay.
bleh. in theory, as an isolated incident, i'd say the student was in the right. the administration was violating his freedom of speech. only it wasn't a free speech issue, wearing the shirt - after the discussion the day before - was premeditated harassment.

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part two in the ongoing saga of 'things that wouldn't be a problem if i wasn't still pmsing'.

didn't get to sleep until 6 yet again, because my body decided that i didn't really need to be asleep until then. after all, i got a full night's sleep *yesterday*, so..... only this time i had to get up at 8.30. i was supposed to be at the theatre at 8.45. i got there at 8.55. there was no one there. i figured they'd probably changed call or something and no one had told me cause i left when i was finished rather than when rehearsal ended. only i didn't know what time call was now, so i figured i'd just sleep on the bed backstage.

that thing isn't very comfy. it's a prop bed. a wooden box with an incline so you can sit up, two blankets, and a pillow. i never got back to sleep. after about half an hour, someone came in and turned the lights on and put on some music. by 9.45, people were moving around. by a little after 10 they'd started running the rest of the second act. you know, the part i don't do anything for. they finished just in time for lunch. i just got back from lunch. which means that i got up THREE HOURS before i needed to. i could have more than doubled the time i spent sleeping.

i'm actually supposed to be back at the theatre now, but they're cutting me some slack since i was there at 8.30. i sat with the melanie (stage manager) becky (props, and the one who does most of the set changes), and an actor. when they left i went to say hi to amanda and davey, and started crying. amanda was a very good person, and offered to let me feel her up so i'd cheer up. :) at one point we were making comments about the size of her breasts, and davey stared at them for a good 30 seconds and said, 'whoa'. it was very funny, considering that he appears to have no sexual interest in her whatsoever.

i've been pmsing for the last week and a half. this is getting old. just start bleeding and have done with it, geez.

::sigh:: back to the grind. i'm tempted to bring a dagger with me. or at least my rapier. (at least cause it doesn't actually have an edge.) i think i'll bring that leaf pendant. sharp things make me happy.

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the second half of rehearsal didn't suck near as much. and i got to leave 3 hours early because they finished my bit of the second act and wouldn't have had enough time to do more scenes. and tomorrow is going to be really random, mostly more cue-to-cues, and i don't have to be there until 10.30, and i might get to go back home until noon anyway.

i came home and took a nap. tricia invited me to dinner at the luau but i didn't really feel in the mood. i went back to sleep. my sleep cycle is now officially fucked up, and i haven't worked on my sociology at all. i think i'll take a shower and attempt to do some work. and chow down on my snack food cause that's all i can get.

chris seems to be having a bad day, and i haven't been around enough to figure out what's wrong or make it any better. i popped into #lj for a while but he was busy talking with people about housing stuff, and now he's not around. i hope he feels better....

andy and em confuse me. i keep expecting to feel upset or left out, but i don't think i do. that throws me off balance enough that i'm not sure i feel anything about it. they seem perfect together, when they're not at each other's throats. i wonder if my emotions will have figured anything out when i get around to seeing them face to face. i've kinda lost em as a friend over the past year- grown apart, not that we dislike each other - and i hope that can be fixed.