bionicfemme

My writing and social justice class rocks.

I have four shelters I am trying to choose from, i'm not sure which one I want to volunteer at. Two are women's shelters, one is a homeless shelter.

There was a vacant, Avril Lavigne type in class. She raised her hand and said, "Professor, which one of these would accomodate me best on the weekends? I just have a REALLY busy schedule and don't have time for this."

I glared at her.

These are people's lives we are dealing with. I wonder if she can find it in her heart (or her cell phone calender) to schedule in somebody else's LIFE.

I hope that little stuck up girl learns something by volunteering.

I feel good because I know Karma owes me a fatty paycheck but I won't be its bill collector. If there really is only a 2 in a million chance of finding the right girl in SF for the average dyke, I must have a 4 in a million chance because I know I have a better soul than most people who are only concerned about money or their appearance.

And on another Bionic-Femme note, I am going to perfect the last phase of becoming "Veronica Woods- Bionic Femme at large."

The last phase is combat training.

I finished the erotica writing workshops and the classes on how to talk dirty. I got the contacts and the makeovers to better fit the role and did the stints in modeling and activism.

Now, I must take Tae Kwon Do.