short ‘entry’.

-new layout almost done. give me another weekend. then, entries like this will go away and i’ll make this blog more ‘legit’… with semi-academic rantings.
-classes going well. w00t.
-water polo’s started. tournament soon. cool. yea.
-asshat homophobe prof that i am quite in lust with for his amazing teaching skilllzzzz sued the dean of my school for ‘age discrimination’… everyone giggled. (are you shitting me?) also happens to be my absolute favorite professor of all time… EVER. i’m a finer musician because of him, and i never even touched the piano! (you’re not supposed to do that while playing that piece of furniture, right?)
-girlyman + two religion classes = brain!kaboom.
-went for lunch in exton a few days ago. the hostess, addressing us as ‘two fine gentlemen’,  asks my 21 year old girlfriend ‘do you need a kids’ menu, young man?’ and most likely thought that i was either her daddie, mommie, babysitter or a pedophile (probably the last). our server ended up being a quite-out-of-the-closet one-time classmate of mine who seemed to be amused. gf goes for a piss, hostess tells her that she’s in the ‘wrong’ bathroom and tries to show her where ‘big boys pee’. hostess’ head goes kaboom when gf momentarily unbinds chest, revealing lack of boy!parts… spends rest of our lunch apologizing and going all ‘ma’am… how may i help you ma’am‘ on us… then, asks if we’re sisters because we look alike. upon me saying ‘my beautiful girlfriend’… insists even more to secure gender binary. we giggle.
ok, i get it that your concept of gender is now totally fucked up and you need to reassure yourself as being ‘normal’ and us as whatever, but still very “female” (despite the quite intentional chest binders and attempts to remove physical trace of said-femaleness)… but… is it really all that necessary to make me feel uncomfortable because you are not so secure in your side of the gender binary? please, don’t EVER call me ‘ma’am’. ugh! i am no one’s ‘ma’am’, although my gf is my ‘man-master’. hah. and this is why i generally do not like people. i know she was meaning well and all that happy stuff… but yea. insisting is only going to make me more queer to you while totally making me not queer at the same time, at least in your mind. ohhh humanity, i love you! you amuse me much!
on the bright side, passing did not take much effort. and if our server was not a familiar face, she would’ve totally played the ‘i’m a little boy’ thing and asked for alcohol.
-the week got even better when i took my gf to the ER at asscrack o’clock a few nights ago. again, another familiar face was her technician. yea. it’s like there’s a rainbow over her head or something. at least it was an amusing moment because said technician happens to be a total smartass. (but the good kind that’s awesome.)
despite that she was twitching and curled up in a ball of pain, it’s ‘probably really bad heartburn’… that lasted almost a week and with a few nervous breakdowns in the middle. and i’m supposed to love people… why? at least my pretty is OK and moving around again. caffeine is a miracle drug, just sayin’.

ok, off to learn about cults/new religious movements. cool. perhaps a preview of my new layout later when i have to actually test it live instead of with xampp. schweet. i hope i get del the proudly homicidal bus driver again. not kidding, my face was about two inches from a tree this morning on my failed venture to class… ohh wets chester! you’re kyoote!