Out of my head - back in five.

This entry is total mind-spew. I've got a million thoughts whirring through my head and nothing cohesive in there. In the spirit of lists (I'm on such a roll with these puppies), here's a list of things that I want off my mind. Hence, I'm chronicling them here so I don't have to think about them.

  • I think the best way to describe my Thursday would be "confused." It wasn't a bad day, by any means; just a little bit off. I spent a good part of the day watching episodes of Kathy Griffin's My Life on the D List, while simultaneously trying to find ways to avoid going homeless. I'm eager to get myself moved into my new place, and know that it's not only awesome, but necessary. Things have deteriorated so much at my current California residence that I figure I would be forced out anyway by the warring lesbians.
  • The good news is that once moved, I'll be way happy, and also employed once again. The bad news is that my next semester of grad school is looming ahead. And grad school costs money. Hence, I'm whoring myself out for scholarships, because I dread student loans and don't want to take out more than I already have. Scruples be damned, I say! L. Ron Hubbard Foundation offering scholarships for submitting original short stories? Sign me up, bitches! Dell Computers wants to know why I deserve a scholarship? Who cares that I'm a Macophile, I'll write that essay! Though I can't promise any of it will be good.
  • I'm thoroughly confused by my folks at the moment, too. We've had pretty rocky times as of late. They say they're 100% accepting and that they love gay people! Then they turn around and talk about what a "pansy" that one guy is and that because he said "hello" he was hitting on them. Then I get accused of divorcing my family from me. And they shake their heads in complete and utter incomprehension when I say that I hate having to constantly defend my own nature to them and apologize for being who I am.

Hopefully it works and I can dream of sheep grazing in luscious green fields of wind-blown grasses. Hopefully.