Oh, no. I’m on a team, aren’t I? Our Academic Decathalon competition is on Saturday. (We’re going to Suck a Lot, but that’s another story.) Today, we got t-shirts. That’s fine, we need something to wear on Saturday. “Ooo! Let’s do like the sports teams do and all wear our shirts on Friday!” That’s not fine. I’ve always hated how they do that, especially when they all make those t-shirts the day before a big competition and wear them to school. I can’t say why, I just hate it. “And oo! Let’s all go out to dinner together on Friday!” Ok, first, it would be better to spend Friday cramming, as none of us know anything, but that’s beside the point. I just feel really uncomfortable in these team bonding things. I don’t want to appear part of a team. It’s because I don’t like to see myself as a conformist, and becoming part of a team in more than name seems too much like conforming to me.

Also, go hug a Massachusetts rep. While it’s not a sure thing, the probable legality of gay marriage in the near future is a very, very good thing.