booty call

i just got back from my grandma's memorial in lexington, KY. the turnout was profoundly impressive. people really dug that grandma of mine! everyone in my family who was there (my mom, my uncle dan, my cousins ruthie and jef, and mysefl) got up and spoke a few words before the crowd. mine were completely unrehearsed as i hadn't decided until the moment i spoke that i would in fact speak. i spoke about how grandma trained me to write thank-you notes. i got laughter from the audience and a lot of people came up to me later and told me they liked what i'd said. by then i couldn't remember what i'd said really. it was weird talking to all these people i didn't know. one of them dated my mother in jr. high school and he never got married, he said his standards were just too high. my mom described him as a "very good friend." i wonder what really went down.

my grandma left each of us a short video clip of her speaking to us personally, on CDs. mine has corrupted audio and i cannot hear what she is saying. now it is also crashing every app i try to use to open the clip. but it's really nice (albeit weird) having this message from beyond the grave even if it's inaudible. (note: after this writing my friend george took the clip and fixed it for me so i could see and hear it. thank you george!!!)

meanwhile. there was a boy back at my house who had come for a booty call and was feeling sorely disappointed. i had this feeling when i left for KY that i wouldn't be surprised if he was gone when i got back because he was being quiet and pissy as i packed for my trip. he had arranged to come for two whole weeks, and they happened to be the weeks when i needed to be preparing for my burning man trip as well as going to this memorial thing. i know he was hoping that this visit would be as great as the last one (when i hardly had a social life to speak of, as it was just june and the hooping scene hadn't really taken off) as well as be a pilot visit for his long-term ploy in which he intended to get me to let him come live w/me for 6 months or longer while he slowly looked around the country for a place to settle down permanently.

i "accidentally" left my account open on my laptop which he would be using while he was here. my desktop wallpaper is a pic of me and ali making out. it's a gorgeous pic. but i could have logged out and i didn't. so he found that right at the start. then i started getting phone calls from guys... and then he overheard part of one of my conversations with kevin and after that he said "if you don't want me here why don't you just say so." and i tried to backpedal explaining that it wasn't about not wanting him here so much as that his timing royally sucked and i couldn't attend to him while i was so preoccupied with other things. he later apologized for being a paranoid freak. but then he became a paranoid freak again. and while i was in KY he smoked a quarter oz. of weed and called me up being a major dick and accused me of making him the butt of all my jokes and shit like that. the kind of thing where there was no point in trying to argue. then the next day after that he had the nerve to ask me for a ride to the airport. but he didn't get one. also, he broke my surge suppressor and left me $70 for a new one but now he wants the change after i get one. he should have just left me $20 so i could have not had to deal with him further.

anyway, the booty call got the boot. and i am so fucking relieved i feel a million times lighter... oh my god i cannot begin to describe the relief i feel. now i am free to help with the vegan bus and prepare for the burning man trip and make my special impeach bracelets to bring along and practice hooping and whatever else i want. without worrying about neglecting a guest i never invited in the first place. oh, and of course he is mad at me now... because i told him that he could not come stay w/me for 6 months. i actually did give it serious consideration before writing off the idea altogether. if my life was going in a different direction i might have said yes. if i was becoming more of a hermit instead of less, i might have said yes. but that is not the case. i have a very active social life now thanks to hooping!

thank you, hooping.

on that note, i'm going to publicly state that i think derek thinks i'm weird or defective or something. i think derek is kind of amazing. he does everything. maybe he does too much. it's a little bit intimidating. what do i do? i ramble here once a month or so and now i do the nohohoops.org website with the writing input of kid hoopasonic. besides that i go see doctors a lot. when i get back from burning man i have to get a job and that will consume most of my non-hooping time. maybe then i won't feel like i have such a defective public image. no one really knows me or how amazing i really am. i have not had the opportunity to demonstrate any of my amazingness to anyone anywhere in this town. that's why i need to start working with kids again or in assistive technology or somewhere like that where i can do shit that no one else can. shit that helps people. meanwhile i'm just a goofy vegan without a job and dumb hair.