I’m quite excited about our weekend.

Tomorrow we’re attending a fundraiser for our glorious mayor - who remains undamaged by the seemingly never-ending amount of rhetorical trash thrown at him by bitter aging queens like The Angry Young Twat, who BTW - should change that name to The Angry Ancient Twat.

Then it’s out to some club where I can celebrate acing my law class final against all odds, thusly paving my way to eventual appointment to the Supreme Court where I will use my well-thumbed copy of “Atlas Shrugged” as guidance in overturning years of state encroachment on the rights of the individual.

I’m done with my International Law final, which I completed shortly before noon today, leaving me with ten minutes.

The question was on an imaginary invasion of one country (Argana) by another (Curtistan) after an insurgent group in Argana threatened to overthrow Curtistans government and then pulled off several terrorist attacks in Curtistan.

Before the invasion the leader of Argana dealt with the insurgent group, which was composed of members of a religious minority, by interning them and murdering several thousand. During the invasion the Defense Minister of Curtistan ordered his forces to use “all means necessary while respecting all relevant laws and minimizing the risk to the armed forces of Curtistan” to defeat the insurgency. In doing so the army of Curtistan bombarded villages where the insurgents were hiding, killing thousands, but defeating the insurgency.

1. Was the invasion of Argana legal?
2. The International Criminal Court (ICC) is considering bringing war crimes charges against the president of Argana and the defense minister of Curtistan - what charges can be brought?

I think I did well. Unlike the first final where I wrote a long essay in this one I used IRAC (Issue, Rule, Argument, Conclusion) and cited and cited and cited. I filled a legal blue book with rule after rule while arguing both sides of the issue. I also had 10 multiple choice questions - I think I got about 8 write. One was on something called “ex-posto” crimes or something? I couldn’t find any rule or even mention of this in my law book.

I’m so glad to be done, done, done.

is my final for my international law class. I feel a lot better about this one than I did the midterm - mainly because I’ve hired a tutor. I’m so intent on doing well on the final that I’ve actually rented a hotel room in Berkeley so I can study all night before the test, wake up and have a 10-minute ride to campus instead of a 45 minute commute from San Francisco.

Today was review day - I expected so much more but there is only so much a professor can do in 1.5 hours. Final meeting with tutor tomorrow and then off to Berkeley to study, study, study. I’ll be so glad when this class is over.

On a funnier note if you have a blog you should see what it’s rated here. The graphic in this post is what mine came up - which is kinda pleasing, I guess, but I’m assuming it doesn’t consider subject material - just words.

I’m a bad gay.

Well, to some people I am. I didn’t attend any Pride events or dances this year, or come to think of it I haven’t attended a “Pride” event for a long time.

My boyfriend got VIP tickets to Colossus last night. I used to live for those circuit parties. When I lived in Seattle my friends and I would plan extensively for those events - our outfits, who we were going with, when we were meeting, whose after-hours party we’d go to and what drugs we would take. And then the day of! The day of the party would involve so much, tanning, resting, pre-pumping the body so your lats and pecs would stand out just so in the twinkling light of the dancefloor - it was all so exhausting and that was all before the actual event.

Not anymore. Now I go to posh clubs where no one takes their shirts off and the drugs consist only of powders to be furtively snorted in quiet VIP rooms, not pills embossed with smiley faces or dolphins, or liquids to be taken in a glass of orange juice. Now I dance with my shirt ON and the music is better, cleaner and less diva-esque. Now I’m a different person than I was seven years ago in Seattle, when I’d live for those nights and especially for the afterhours when we would all sit and review the night and laugh and link arms and try and ignore the fact that the party was coming to an end and to try and ignore the consequences of what we were doing to ourselves and to one another.

Now those times are gone but I’m happy where I am now - I wouldn’t trade it for the world because I’m one of the few who came out the other end of the party circuit intact. But it’s OK that my boyfriend went, he’s cool.

I like Googling my name every now and then to see what comes up. Most of it is the usual: me going in and out of clubs, me posing with friends… But what I really enjoy is criticism of my political writings. Here’s one:

I researched Shane a bit today, and found out that this kind of behaviour is typical of him. He is apparently very loose with labels such as “Nazi” for critics of Israeli policies.

Yes…. Because I call them like I see them. Most hardcore critics of Israel’s policies have much bigger issues than they like to admit. It’s not Israel’s policies they have an issue with - it’s Jewish policies and when exposed they run like cockroaches exposed to the light.

Again, I’m proud to be considered “One of America’s premier Zionists.”

Chris Daly has now officially gone over the edge. In last night’s budget committee meeting (the one which he was removed as head of last week) he slandered the mayor by accusing him of using cocaine on the job and at city hall - without offering any proof.

I know Chris Daly must be sad that his ability to hijack the city’s budget process was impeded by his removal as head of the budget committee, it must have been a real shock to him when he realized the rest of the board was also sick of his childish antics, but that’s no excuse for his behavior last night.

Chris Daly is an embarrassment to himself, the board and the city. If his constituents had any sense one of them would file a recall petition and remove him from office. If the Board of Supervisors have any sense they’ll vote to censor him for profaning and slandering the mayor’s office. He has become unhinged - an embarrassment to the City of San Francisco and to himself.

Lest anyone think that Shane’s life is all butterflies, glamorous vacations and straight A’s in school let me tell you what I got on my law class midterm today: not an A, nor a B, nor a C, nor even a D. Yep - I failed! M-I-S-E-R-A-B-L-Y

So I met with the GSA (Graduate Student Assistant) today, along with another failing student, and found out where I went wrong.

Law tests are very different from other exams because they involve so much interpretation of rules rather than analysis of problems. I approach tests from an analytical view and that’s what got me in trouble - I didn’t spend enough time on interpretation and I read too much into the questions, twisting myself into knots when the answer was obvious.

I’ve never failed a test in college before and this has come as quite the shock. But I’m confident that with the knowledge of where I went wrong combined with my amazing intellect I’ll be able to pull myself back up. An A is now out of the question (and considering the class average was 75% that would seem to be the case for most of the other students as well) but I think I can pull off a B, it’s going to take work but I know I can do it.

Well, well, well. How the mighty have fallen.

This past Friday San Francisco City Supervisor Chris Daly was removed as chairman of the Budget and Finance Committee by Board President Aaron Peskin, who then appointed himself chairman. In a press release Peskin said ““the budget process is about public policy and not about personality.”

Hilarious. That last sentence is right on target because with Daly everything was about personality, specifically his own. Dumb, mean, vindictive and small-minded Chris Daly makes enemies like some people make friends. Now it has all caught up to him. Finally, after a career consisting of name-calling (punk-ass bitch, bitches, assholes), hyperbole (downtown business interests) and abuse (shut up bitches) heaped on his political opponents Chris Daly got exactly what he deserved.

Fey recovering meth addict Rufus Wainwright is seriously delusional. Bitch is operating under the impression he’s famous or something. NOT.

This is what the former meth-head had to say in his Spin interview:

Spin: Are you sick of cult success ( meaning sick of success that means you don’t sell any albums, people don’t recognize you on the street and you can’t get into Bungalow 8)?
Rufus Wainwright: I wouldn’t say that I’m sick of it. I go to the opera three times a week, I hang around in my bathrobe reading Susan Sontag, and I get foot massages from my German boyfriend - I’m going to be fine. That being said, I want to be part of culture. I’m scared of what young people are being force-fed. I’m sick of trash culture.

Anything specifically?
I’m really sick of Beyonce. All of her songs are formulaic and produced in a way that’s utterly mesmerizing in the basest way. There’s no enlightenment. Like most mainstream pop these days, it’s more of a scientific experiment than an artistic experience. But hey, it’s your life, you know?

Ugh - I just threw up. When is he going to go back to snorting and smoking meth? He was a much, MUCH more fun person then.

It pretends to care for us, tucking us in at night, a smile on its lips, compassion in its eyes, but then as our trust grows, it puts a pillow over our faces. Though we writhe and kick and try to shout, we find ourselves being smothered to death.

One reason distrust and a negative view of government continue to grow in this country is because example after example has shown us that despite the wishes of the people those in charge of and encompassing the government are going to do exactly what they want - regardless of how many people are opposed.

San Francisco is a perfect example of this sickness. Poll after poll has shown that the majority of people in Marin and San Francisco counties, the two counties which make up the Golden Gate Bridge District, are opposed to adding a suicide barrier to the bridge. People know there have been more than 1,700 suicides since the bridge was built in the 1930s - and they don’t care. Frankly neither do I. I fail to see why the bridge’s historic character should be marred by an ugly suicide barrier, why the amazing views from the bridge should be blocked by iron bars costing upwards of $25 million all so some dumbshit can’t throw himself off.

But those on the Board of the bridge district care. Despite people being opposed to it they’ve voted to spend money to “study” the barrier and Tom Ammiano is now calling building the barrier an issue of “human rights.” How exactly? It would seem building a barrier is an issue of human rights because we’re preventing someone from exercising their right to off themselves.

Supervisor Chris Daly is another example of the nanny-state gone amok. He wants to ban the Blue Angels from performing in San Francisco during Fleet Week because he’s opposed to the military and “one of the jets could crash.” Using that logic he should ban civilian flights from flying over San Francisco because they too could crash. Wait - he can’t, because the city has no control over its airspace - that’s a federal issue involving the FAA.

People in government cry and moan about the lack of “dialogue” between those they govern and themselves. Whenever I hear this I think about those crying screaming kids in ROTC who watched the San Francisco school board ban ROTC despite watching and hearing more than 150 school kids talk about how much the program benefited their lives.

Or how the school board continues mandatory school busing, placing kids miles from their neighborhoods, and keeps doing so despite San Francisco’s school district losing more than 1500 kids a year and angry Asian parents occupying the school district’s administration buildings. And yet the school board continues its never-ending worship of the ever-elusive god of “diversity.”

Or how Chris Daly called demonstrating TIC (Tenancy-in-Common) owners “assholes” and “bitches” because they were opposed to yet another of his schemes to rob property owners of their rights.

Next time the government says it is doing something for “your” sake you should immediately be on your guard. Because if San Francisco city government is any example the last person on the minds of those making the decisions in government is the people they were elected to serve.