A Study in Sexuality
Recently, I had to write an essay in my sexuality studies class about a cultural artifact that somehow pertained to sexuality-related manners. I chose “A Scandal in Belgravia” because, come on… My favorite show just so happens to include a lesbian dominatrix that falls in love with a man? It was practically begging for me to choose it for my assignment.
Anyway, I just got the paper back yesterday, and among my teacher’s comments was this:
MY PROFESSOR IS A SHERLOCKIAN.
IT IS MY DESTINY.
No, seriously, I’ve been waiting for this day since I was nine years old. I tried to play Muggle Quidditch so many times throughout my childhood, but nobody would ever play with me. Then on the rare occasions when I could get someone to agree, it didn’t matter because we didn’t have enough people anyway.
Three more days!
This is a photo of a pray mantis that I took by my apartment a few days ago. I’m positing this purely out of conceit. Every now and then I take a really awesome picture and I’m like “WOAH! I took that?!” This is one of those pictures.
P.S. The pray mantises around here are such good models! Most insects fly or run away when you try to photograph them, but the pray mantises just stand there and pose. Plus they’re freakin’ huge, which generally makes them come out clearer. (I don’t have a very fancy camera.)