Cabarrus county schools blocking access to LGBTQ sites?

According to Nathan (curly, not blond):

Synopsis: the [Cabarrus County] public school system’s firewall is blocking LGBTQ sites without blocking other sites that I would consider parallel (say,

It’s not that the sites are thought of as related to sex (vs. sexuality), or something graphic. “The reason these sites are denied is as follows: ‘Gay, Lesbian, or bisexual interest.'”

I really like the way Nathan and his partners in crime are handling this:

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Ajax… for the win

AjaxWrite is an Ajax-powered word processor. That means no installation, no huge Microsoft application running, and–if you don’t own MS Office–no paying $500 to word process nicely.

I’ve used it a little, and I think it’s sexy. I don’t require many of the bells and whistles that Word provides, but despite its clean interface, AjaxWrite isn’t skimpy on features.

I think I’ll find it useful for working on homework at work (where I am not permitted to setup my laptop) or on Linux machines. I’m not sure where the processing power for the application comes from (server-side or client), but it could also prove useful on low-end machines, like my 300 MHz Willie. (Poor Willie. There’s not much I can really do with him.)

(Link from Michael Arrington.)

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I’m about to just start blubbering at people. My blubbers will be chock-full of emotion and intent, so it’ll be pretty damn clear what I’m feeling, but I’m running out of words to express my frustration, impatience, fed-uppedness, and… and… *grr*.

Let us hope I don’t do any permanent damage before the next couple of weeks are over.

[tags]college-life, emotional[/tags]


It is always distressing to me when someone calls me attractive. It upsets the flow of my day and sends my mind reeling trying to cope with what that means.

*laugh* How much meaning is there behind, “You’re hot”? Unsurprisingly, I can come up with a lot of potential meanings ranging from insulting to embarrassing to flattering.

I suppose that in my mind, I am still the acne-covered, bitchy, unfit and unshapely high schooler that I was a mere couple of years ago. I know that I’ve changed, but I see the changes as being primarily internal and not noticeable to those that don’t pay close attention to that sort of thing.