You can dance if you want to
The anti-choice protestors were back on campus today, so I spent some time handing out pro-choice fliers and info. People were quite receptive. Yesterday was a fun day - I met my dad and brother downtown for dinner out before they went to a Blue Jays game, and then I browsed around Yonge Street, buying a wicked-cool Sheila-na-Gig pendant for only 5 bucks, and finding my mom a Rolf Harris CD for her birthday. Which was kind of in January. It's taken me this long to find a CD; apparently vintage Australian folk singers are not the hot commodity I had previously believed. Today, I got a lovely red, blue and yellow cotton print skirt for only a dollar here in Kensington - I'm going to need it to cover my shame in the Orthodox churches and such in Greece.
My volunteering is going well - since last fall, I've been going in to a local vocational girls' school to help out in the special ed math and science classes once a week. The students are working on pretty basic stuff -learning to make change from different amounts of money, and the names of the planets and so forth, but they tend to need a lot of individual attention, so I help them out. It's mostly pretty fun; once the teacher had to leave and I even got to teach the class. Also cute: when I was there last, one of the girls was joking and pretending to be invisible, and I said, "Well, if you're invisible, how come I know you're wearing...hmm, let's see...a red shirt, a black skirt and a black scarf?" And she laughed and said "Because you have a good heart!" *g*
What's new about what's old: apparently a Coptic text containing The Gospel of Judas has been translated. It's not a contemporary source, dating about 300 CE but according to an earlier writer seems to have existed as early as 180 CE. I'm surprised this isn't bigger news, like that ossuary purported to have belonged to "James, the brother of Jesus", which I still wish I'd gone to see at the ROM before it was exposed as a forgery.
Finally, my first official squee about my new fandom, Supernatural, a spooky drama about two ghost-hunting brothers, lackluster in storylines but brimming with lovely angst and slashiness. Tonight's episode was like a dozen good fanfics come to life. SQUEE!