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So, after I called the BMB Monday, he never called me back. I saw him Tuesday when I was grabbing to-go coffee, and he apologized for not calling back, saying he'd worked late at a private party of some friends' of his (which, I later recalled, I had found out that he was doing when I met them last week) and was going to be doing that again last night.

I still can't determine if he's trying to blow me off, or if he's trying not to. So, for the most part, I have resolved to give up the pursuit at this point.

Here's the thing though. A couple of people have said, "Maybe it's too much to hang out just by yourselves and you should invite him out with friends." I'm not so sure about that. But, a few of us are probably going out later tonight.

So here's a poll:
[Poll #650858]


Note: If I go for any of the options involving inviting him, this will be the last time I'm making a move if there's not a positive response. Period and end of story.

I don't know where that came from

I sat down at lunch and started writing. I churned out 2 pages of a passable character sketch. Hmmmm.... Didn't even really intend to do that--I'd started writing a to-do list.

Am I going to attempt a novel again? I've started about three times in the past seven years, on something that might be best described as a Queer-ish Sex and the City in the Heartland. Perhaps this will work this time.

Of course, like anything I've ever written, it's mired in actual events and people, but I think I might give it a go to fictionalize a bit more. (And heaven forbid! Actually invent something regarding plot!)

If only I can get myself to realize it's okay to shoot more for Bridget Jones than something loftier in the literary sense, I might be able to keep up with it.

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Stolen from chaptal

Go to Google and type in quotes: "[Yourname] was killed by" (or course, you'd use your own name).

Amy was killed by a blow to the head after being run over by a vehicle.
Amy was killed by rioters protesting apartheid
Amy was killed by a sadistic psycho/serial killer/whatever.
Amy was killed by a friend who was "playing" with a gun.
Amy was killed by savage monsters.
Amy was killed by the very people whose cause she championed.
Amy was killed by a group of young guys who would probably be dead under the circumstances you guys are describing.
Amy was killed by her total inability to answer standard interview questions.
Amy was killed by her Stallion (Irish sporthorse), going into his stall at their Home In Kamloops.
Amy was killed by the Apaches.
Amy was killed by a falling tree in 1997.


And this gem, when I tried "[Name] died when"

Amy died when were 23 and my ex-boyfriend talked me into going to a psychic in Chicago he felt was "real".

Eve Ensler

My friend B. and I saw Eve Ensler perform her new show "The Good Body" last night at OSU. Both of us are going through somewhat similar health crises so we thought a show about body image would be a good way for the two of us to decompress. Plus, she got cheap tickets. :-)

The show was awesome. Just a simple set, with photographic lights and a backdrop, a rack of garment bags, a table and chairs. She wore a black outfit that she could throw a scarf or jacket over to transform herself into the different characters, which included Helen Gurley Brown, Isabella Rosselini, an overweight teenager at fat camp, an Indian woman, a supermodel married to a plastic surgeon, etc.

We were both surprised there wasn't more about eating disorders in the content of the show, but she did tackle Botox and diets, vaginal "reconstruction" and obsessive exercise, etc, all of it within a recurring theme of how she was appalled at herself, as a radical feminist, for being so obsessed with her own hated body part: her stomach.

It's playing through Sunday for you Columbusites. For the rest of you, the show is on tour, with dates here.


Next up: I'm terribly excited that Christine Vachon is coming to the Wexner this month. I declared my desire to be her intern several years ago. Tomorrow they're showing two Todd Haynes movies, including "Poison," which I've never seen, and then next week she'll be on hand to introduce a film about Bettie Page. Yay!