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Boys in the Bunk House July 11, 2016

So back to Bug Juice.

Along with the poor boy who found out that his summer lovin’ hadn’t really even liked him, there were those who were told they couldn’t be who they were at all.

This is a short but sad story. There’s too much I don’t know about it to write anything lengthy.

There were two boys who had been on the show. It seemed like they were good friends. When they got back to camp the next year, they still spent all their time together. Registering for all the same activities, skipping those activities together. (more…)

 

Greetings, Human February 23, 2015

Filed under: I Meant Well — meganorussell @ 8:30 pm
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So, here’s the thing. Yes, it is going to be another one of those posts. I am all about gays’ rights. Gay marriage, for instance. I don’t see why a person being gay should have anything to do with their status as a human being. Ever since I was a little girl, I could never grasp why some people made such a big deal about it.

The same thing goes with transgendered people. If you need to change what you look like to match what you feel like, go for it. Live your life. Be happy. Miserable people rarely contribute to the world. And when they do, it’s usually really sad art before they cut off their own ear and die. So, let’s make happy art and be happy people.

But I need a word. I need a non-gender-specific version of sir and/or ma’am. (more…)

 

The Scandalous Engagement January 27, 2014

Filed under: Marriage Mayhem — meganorussell @ 8:30 pm
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When my husband proposed to me in college, we were already living together. Scandalous, I know. We had an apartment that we shared with a friend from school. When I first moved in with my husband, there were all kinds of rumors about me living with the person I was dating, but they all knew I had a female roommate since she was in the dance department with me. So naturally, they thought that I was a lesbian. I’m fine with being thought a lesbian. I’m just not one. (more…)