curioser and curioser

I found out today that I'll be honored with some other students at a dinner next month by the organization that brings together/umbrellas the campus groups for students of color, queer students, and low-income and first generation college students. This is completely shocking to me because I barely do anything on campus (most of my time has been spent doing academic work or being a research assistant, I've been woefully inadequate with my participation in these groups), so I'm wondering if they've made some kind of mistake (or if the clout of one of my favorite professors has somehow enabled me to get this award). Of course, there's always the (strong) possibility that I'll be getting the same award that a friend of mine got last year--which is solely reserved for students of color who don't really do campus groups but focus on academics. We shall see.

In other news, I saw Melissa Li and Kit Yan of the group Good Asian Drivers perform. They were funny and absolutely fabulous, and I would definitely urge you to check out their myspace (which is linked on the website) and to attend their show, if possible. Here's my favorite piece that they did:



As for the ex, the visit went pretty well all things considering, minus some awkwardness when we were at the rugby social. See, socials are basically an excuse to drink (read: get smashed) and socialize after the game, which is a problem when you don't drink and also don't know anyone there. In hindsight, it was probably not the best choice of an activity, but unfortunately, it was also the only thing that was going on at the time. Ah, the perils of attending a small school in the suburbs!

potential drama/awkwardness: hi(gh). so it goes.

The rash that I wrote about in the previous entry ended up making my entire face swell a la animated chipmunk. It was so sexy. I went to the doctor, she told me I have some virus (erythema infectiosum, what?) and there's nothing that she can do to make it better except give me lots of anti-histamines that make me sleepy. Fantastic.

Last night, I braved the world and went to a production of Othello with my Shakespeare and Critical Theory class. It wasn't bad...but I really didn't like how Othello was portrayed (the switch from being dismissive of Iago's points to being jealous and tortured was way too abrupt, and the actor also chose to play up the epileptic fits, which unfortunately ended up being more comical than anything else).

Today, my ex from sophomore year of high school who I've kind of sort of kept in touch with over the years is coming to visit me for the weekend. I'm not sure how this is going to go, seeing as the last time I saw him was sophomore year of college (for a quick dinner), but who knows, stranger things have been thrown my way and ended up okay.

I think the main plans today are to go to a student art opening on campus and just hang out. Tomorrow, we're headed into the city to check out a record store and fancy vegan restaurant, and then coming back for my friend's senior art show. Saturday I'm dragging him to a rugby game (whee! it's been a while for me too), and Saturday night he'll be headed on his bus back to Louisville.

We'll see how it goes. I have faith that things will be great. And if not, at least I'll have a somewhat amusing story to tell.