I just finished doing a panel! And I keep meaning to describe how they go here, so I’m going to run up a recap before I forget.
This panel was for a Intro to Women’s Studies class, I think. My copanelists were a trans guy who has so far been on every panel with me but one and a genderqueer gay/queer-identified guy (?), so I feel like we had a pretty good mixture of people.
The questions were pretty interesting. With one exception, the ones I answered were directed at all of us, not me specifically, this time. (That one exception was “As an asexual, do you ever think about the future? And do you ever think about wanting kids or a family?”) Some of the ones I remember were the inevitable “Are you religious?” questions—I think this is the first time I haven’t been specifically asked about the relationship between my religion and my asexuality, actually, but I ended up discussing my atheism anyway. I was actually kind of sad I didn’t get that question this time, since I’m sort of dying to use the new “only about 15% of asexuals actively identify as Christian” statistic.
We got asked about our relationships with our parents; mine actually ended up being the worst one. Someone asked how we dealt with people telling us our identities were just an attempt to be popular or get attention, and I waxed sarcastic about the trendiness levels of asexuality for a bit. Someone asked if any of us were in relationships, and so I got to use the phrase “Schroedinger’s dating” again, which was pretty cool. And we got asked what our hobbies outside of Lambda were—my copanelists said “…uh, I’m an officer and it eats all my time, so… drag?” and “lying around and sleeping.” I sort of looked like a deer in headlights and mentioned my brilliant decision to attempt to combine graduate school applications, my thesis, and a full courseload into one semester and cheerfully explained I <em>had</em> no other free time. (Which is true, although I should have mentioned knitting. Oops.)
Afterwards one of the people in the class came up to commiserate with me about how confusing romance is and how frustrating societal conceptions of romance are, so that was kind of awesome.
Now to spend the rest of my evening listening to Frank Turner and planning my Halloween costume. \o/