I forgot to add to yesterday's entry about dogs balls, and MJ trying to pull me up off the bed and falling down on the floor. Good times, lots of fun. So Molly's cousin is one of my future husbands. I told him I was gonna marry him, but I am pretty sure that he was drunk and I doubt he remembers. The guy is mid 20s and owns 3 of his own businesses, he can speak with intellegence on every subject that came up (and on a three day weekend, thats mostly everything), he's laid back, does a lot of extreme sports, the list goes on and on. Yeah, definately gotta marry him. LOL if he (or anyone who doesn't know the joke, reads this they will think I am a crazy stalker. I'm not. I swear.) But he's super cute and gives really good massages. Downfall... his name's Justin and thats a little confusing. It's okay, as long as he makes me scream GOD! (Yes, I know I am going to Hell for that, amoung many other things. Its okay, my friend Jarrod, he's driving the bus.) So yeah, definately gotta do him. (JK! JK!)

Two girls I've worked with on campus for Women's Studies stuff started a new organization, which I am a member and class rep for. It is Feminist Majority Leadership Alliance (FMLA). I am very excited for it, we are gonna head up all the programs that I worked on last year, Flame to Fire, Vagina Monologues, and a few new ones, Vagina Carnival and F-Word Forums. I AM VERY EXCITED FOR IT ALL!

Also, the exec board for the radio station met today and we will not (sadly) be broadcasting this semester because we are getting a new (YAH) transmitter and other new equipment in and nothing will be ready until December. But its okay because I (and everyone else) have sooo much work to do! We have to update papers, and co-curricular forms, and job lists, I have to get the logo redone, and all the underwriting preparation, form letters, business lists, and a ton of other stuff together and ready because that place has been a mess I think since the 80s and no ones put anything back together since then. SOOOOO we will be.

I will be getting a little rose this semester in Delta Zeta and I cannot presently find any of my stuff, so I don't know what to do about that, but I have the important past downs, so I guess its okay.

I am going to NYC on Monday for FMLA to see Vagina's Rock, Chicks Vote. I can't wait!

The next day, I am running a campus wide voter registration drive. It is not coming together very well. I made it too soon. God, I hope it comes together cause Deb is gonna rub it in my face it I fucked it up and I will be so pissed. I really want it to work.

Nick is the creep that we all thought he was, I talked to him yesterday and he's telling me about telling these girls anything and everything to get them into bed and how this one woman is 31 and was only with her exhusband and wanted to wait and he got her to fuck him and then he fucked someone else the next day. Yeah don't really care to talk to him anymore.

While TKE has my favorite frater boys, the Phi Sigma Kappa boys have some HOT guys that they've been hiding or something. And one of them promised to play "Sweet Child of Mine" on his guitar for me. Definately gotta do him. (JK! JK!)

I am thinking about going to school in Indiana for grad school for sexology. I don't know what I would do with such a degree, but I find it all so interesting, on an intellectual level, not just down and dirty like you are all thinking I do.

Speaking of down and dirty Justin called me and is talking to me on a fairly regular basis again. That didn't take him long this time. Kristel doing the same old shit to him that she was before. I hate to say I told you so (actually I love it in this case) but I TOLD YOU SO. I don't know why he calls me. He was calling and msging me even when he was still seeing her. I called him on it the one night, but he wouldn't answer why. WHATEVER. I will be his friend. I still love him, and I always will. But I WILL NEVER EVER EVER DATE HIM AGAIN. There. Meghan, you have it in writing. Print it out, make copies, have them notarized and framed. (Of course you realize dating and fucking are TOTALLY different things.) I can hear Linsey yelling "Karen!" sounding shocked when I know she really isn't. I love my friends. Hey I can't help it. He has TWO tongue rings now, and VIBRATING RINGS FOR BOTH. IT WOULD BE A CRIME TO NOT TRY THIS OUT! I mean, its like testing a scientific theory. Is two really better than one? Is vibrating better than none? I am pretty sure that I know the answers, but I better find out, just to be sure. For science. For a feminist, I really don't fit the stereotypical "man hater militant hairy legged lesbian feminist" do I? I really am too boy crazy. MMMMMMMM booooooys.

-kln-

"Ladies, what's my weakness? MEN!"