Nov. 22nd, 2015

sistawendy: me in profile in a Renaissance dress at a party (contemplative red)
It was a relatively quiet weekend with m'boy. He had to work Friday night, Saturday night, and an eight-hour shift on Sunday (!), and with his schoolwork we spent Saturday afternoon at my place. That doesn't mean, however, that I didn't have fun on my own.

I got to see [livejournal.com profile] dianala for coffee after many months of trying. If you'll recall, she's my oldest friend in the Seattle area. She's the one who turned me onto MOOs & LJ, and by transitive closure the Goths and Microsoft's SRS benefit. In other words, she inadvertently shares responsibility for much of my present life & happiness.

Her sons, one of whom is even Aspier than mine, are her life. She seems OK with that. She's terrorizing school administrators & teachers like Imminent Ex used to only more so. She's been so effective at it and enjoys it so much that she's doing it on behalf of other parents, especially immigrants. I'm glad she's found that groove, because it suits her and it's a job that sorely needs doing.

I gave her the Cliff's Notes version of some of my queer dating shenanigans. As a former self-proclaimed Big Dyke On Campus, she seemed perfectly comfortable hearing about it, but she also seemed... divorced from that reality. I wonder if her neighbors in their big houses with views know that she & her hubby are queer.

And then? I fought my way for an hour through traffic made vile by a scheduled bridge closure to Sazerac, where I celebrated the round-numbered birthday of a lady who, like me, stands at the intersection of Goth St. & Burner Ave. I was surprised at how small a fraction of the people there I knew. I had to eat & run because of boy duties, but a good time with tasty pizza & booze was had.

This afternoon at the old place I picked up my 110V stick welder, only used a few times shortly after I bought it, and I emptied out my sewing cabinet. Since IX is short, this was above the fridge. I threw away about 50% of the volume of stuff as being of no possible use to anyone, scraps and the remnants of abandoned projects dating back to 2001. Another quarter of it became the to-donate pile, and the rest are things (my press board for velvet! black velvet ribbon! about a bolt of muslin!) I at least tell myself I might use. I'm still not done fetching stuff, though: I've got hardcopy photos and Navajo rugs & baskets still there. Le sigh.

M'boy left his laptop over here, and even with his hard-won new license he can't drive to Seattle & get it because he won't have any ADD meds in him. I am so overcharging him for bringing it. IX says to make sure he pays cash on the barrel head.

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