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What with one thing and another, I'm late reading Orson Scott Card's thoughts on why gay marriage would signal the end of civilization as we know it (thanks to brooklinegirl for the link). And I realize that, in dealing with persons of faith, rational argument is generally fruitless, since they hold the eternal high ground from which they can cry But it's wrong because it's wrong because it's wrong!

Still. I wanted to say a thing.

( Look at me argue with the printed words of a man who would never deign to argue back... )

And this is the part where I realize exactly how long and irrational and stomach-churning this article is, and that there's no way I can refute all this man's points before lunchtime. Maybe I'll just go find a high ground of my own to stand on, and whisper back Love is love, change is inevitable, be not afraid, for a little while. It couldn't hurt.

Edited to close the dangling bracket that ate a few paragraphs of my argument. Oops.

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Have now officially carried on the proud library tradition of the thirty-second non-interview for student jobs. Partly because, dude, I'm pretty sure I had classes with this kid last year, partly because, well...

Me (reading application, trying to remember whether we had the same semantics class): you're a senior, so you've used the library before.

Him: Yeah.

Me: And you're okay with computers?

Him: Well, I can do, y'know. Internet stuff--

Me (aha! you're a geek! welcome.)

--Word processing, um...

Me: Yeah, don't worry, I'll teach you Mirlyn, it's no big deal. So you want to work on Thursdays?

But, dude, he's a senior. I graduated in April. And I'm almost certain we had classes together. I have this feeling that my 'supervisory experience' is just going to remain a figment of my resume forever.

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Another happy Mac user. Or at least an entertaining Mac user.

You can't tell, but I'm actually hugging my Windows laptop right now.