i've commited myself to living in a house of semi-radical women, which seemed super cool until i got a chance to see ingrown catiness emerge. anyways, i proposed a social experiment which prompted the following. i promise you, my idea was a lot cooler. here it is, however, nonetheless

so a few of us were talking tonight, and we thought it would be cool
if we get to know each other by doing this little experiment. it's
kind of silly and admittedly making use of labels and such, but it
will be a way for us to get some idea of who all is living in this
house next year. (and when we're done we can hang it on the wall of
the house!)

so fill in the following sentence: I Am..

here we go:

i am radical in that ambiguous sort of way
i am igbo but speak no igbo
i am vegetarian at the moment
i am allergic to wheat, eggs and nuts

i am a riot GRRL
i am constantly being reminded of my race

i am contemplating unitarian universalism
i am interested in the ways that globalization and westernism contradict
themselves
i am enamoured with human rights law

i am an advocate of secular morality
i am a supporter of gay marriage
i am pro-choice

i oppose capitalist systems of production
i oppose capitalist definitions of social welfare
i oppose the prison industrial complex
i oppose the war in Iraq/xenophobia/racism

i am learning french and chinese

i love creative expression
i love honsety

i am a poet/ writer / photographer?
i want to learn how to play guitar

i LOVE audre lorde
i am bicurious

i want to read noam chompsky and bell hooks
i am learning how to be respectful of difference

everybody's got their tarantella.

as i was wallowing in despair and self-pity this afternoon, i got inspired to blow off my homework and update my website. so yeah, there is a new section called lost in buffalo. its mostly crappily recorded spoken word set to instruments, but it was an exciting project to complete. i'm also going to update the p & p section in the next couple of days. there should be a few more poems posted soon (can't say i have that many) along with three longer works of prose.

i am aware that i am mostly talking to myself. but, sometimes talking to yourself is cool.

i think my travel plans are fucked.. got rejected by the thomas barry scholarship committee. shit. now what? i don;t have a single contingency plan.

grrr.

chin