The Lair

Lots of year end parties and the like floating around. Quite a few of the crowd who started with me aren’t travelling around this year’s end - they’re staying on campus (or around it, as the case is) and there are planned activities like parties and pub crawls and so on.

Which brings me to one of the most horrific social intercourse moments of my entire life.

I accepted an invite to hang out and attend a New Year’s party with one of the new arrivals and his girlfriend. In his kindness, and not wanting me to play gooseberry or anything, Poland sets me up with a date. And then casually drops that fact while we’re arranging meetup times and places and so on. *starts hyperventilating*.

First…. ewww.. girl cooties. No, I probably didn’t mean that, but my instinctive cringing could have been mistaken for that response easily.

Second, omg omg omg this female is from the feminazi department. Ok, so that sounded vaguely sexist. It’s called Women’s Studies. Any academic department with such a gender specific name (and not associated with the medical profession) is bound to get that reaction from me. She’s from that department. The place where gender ratios are like Comp Sci, only in inverse.

And I’ve been set up on a blind date with some random female from this department ? Double you tee eff ?!

Quite apart from the sig other finding this completely and rib-ticklingly heel-drummingly hilarious (I live to provide amusement, dontcha know ?), I’m now left in the horns of a dilemma. I don’t want no frickin’ date. Jeebus! I’m too old for this shit.

Updates to follow soon (possibly in January). Merry Christmas and HNY, everyone.

By the way, why has everyone shifted from saying Merry Christmas to Happy Christmas ? Was there some sea change in politically correct greetings for the season while I had my head buried in a book or something ?.