weekend shenaniganing
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sorcyressThis weekend was a good weekend! An extremely busy weekend, but a good weekend nonetheless!
Friday I was at the school until after six. I spent the first ninety minutes of post-work doing some math with a student who missed a week, and then helping him get set up with the Tennis coach (since he wanted to play Tennis but there was complicated paperwork to get through). Felt good to toss one of my students into an Organized Sport where he can burn some energy and have some fun.
After, I found myself doing a lot of mostly constructive things, including finally getting around to getting my plane tickets for visiting California during April vacation. This might result in a bonus one-hour-visit with my sister! Depends on how easy it is for her to get to SEATAC and how confident I feel about going out and back into security.
Left eventually. Went home. Was visited by Austin and Bee, who had forgotten covid tests on their way to Beantown Stomp and promised to bring me replacement ones in the near future. Had good dinner with roommates, and went off to Beantown quite late --I arrived in time to dance three contras and a waltz!
Beantown Stomp is the contra weekend hosted by BIDA. It's a good event! It very much feels like "this event is not literally queer, but it is successfully queer-normative and queer-friendly to the point where even the hets who wanna be part of this community and space feel queer" which is one of my favourite kinds of spaces. It's also a breath of fucking fresh air when having to cope with spaces that are *not* safe to be queer in.
Saturday I slept in not-super-late, but more than I would if I were going to bells, and had a number of chores to do before I could Beantown. Which I mostly managed! I put away a bunch of laundry, cleaned the bathroom, and generally straightened up my spaces. And I dressed up _really good_ for Beantown, in part because I literally went to Friday in my work clothes, a basically unheard of thing for me. My Saturday outfit was a huge success, and I received compliments or comments on literally every visible thing I was wearing except my ring. And to be fair, when I showed Lisa and Mo and Phoebe my underwear, they all three had nice things to say about that too. ;)
I had a very nice not-too-intense contra day! I did a lot of dancing, but I also did a fair chunk of hanging around and chatting. I got roped in unexpectedly to the kerry sets halfway through, and found that I am still excellent at polka. I saw many fabulous people, some of whom I know and some of whom I don't. I got ~two~ waltzes with Austin, which is partly greedy and partly luck from where we managed to be standing when waltzes happened.
Contra continues to be not-my-favourite dance form, but gosh, the community is SO GOOD and so exciteable and enthusiastic and cool about gender and roles and placement. It was so satisfying to be able to occasionally do some role swapping and to have nearly every coupling start with a "so which side do you want to be on?" (and more often than not "oh, I don't care either").
I walked home with just Harris, and had a lovely quiet conversation before we parted ways.
Then today I did not go to Beantown, instead being a somewhat late fifth for Advent, and stretching my way through a touch of grandsire with a slightly-too-short rope. Then some much nicer Stedmen, and leading down, and four of us off to Old North. While standing in the garden between service ringings, I (jokingly) asked "okay, so a quarterpeal of minimus?" Unsurprisingly I got much dissent to that...but surprisingly people were into the idea of an eighth instead! We worked out what the bare minimum number of extents would be (26.25, but we grudgingly agreed doing the extra eighteen blows would be easier), came up with a method, suckered Danielle into conducting, and did a very lovely nine extents each of Reverse, Double, and Plain Bob. It was pretty fun, especially once Sam and I figured out how to dodge with each other in 1-2.
Skipped bells lunch to head straight to friend Kyle's house, where I helped him and Clara do their big moving day. I got to carry furniture! And boxen! This is an enjoyable use of my time and talents. Then I headed back home for some quiet time, before Maia, and then Austin and Phoebe showed up for dinner.
It was very fun to be with this happy band of beautiful people, and also very delicious to eat The Burritos. Any day where I get to eat food from both Masala (moving-lunch) and Tenoch (house-dinner) is a very good day. We shot the shit for several hours before A+B went home, and now Maia and I get to hang a bit before bedtime and off to another week of school.
I hope you are doing well. <3
~Sor
MOOP!
Friday I was at the school until after six. I spent the first ninety minutes of post-work doing some math with a student who missed a week, and then helping him get set up with the Tennis coach (since he wanted to play Tennis but there was complicated paperwork to get through). Felt good to toss one of my students into an Organized Sport where he can burn some energy and have some fun.
After, I found myself doing a lot of mostly constructive things, including finally getting around to getting my plane tickets for visiting California during April vacation. This might result in a bonus one-hour-visit with my sister! Depends on how easy it is for her to get to SEATAC and how confident I feel about going out and back into security.
Left eventually. Went home. Was visited by Austin and Bee, who had forgotten covid tests on their way to Beantown Stomp and promised to bring me replacement ones in the near future. Had good dinner with roommates, and went off to Beantown quite late --I arrived in time to dance three contras and a waltz!
Beantown Stomp is the contra weekend hosted by BIDA. It's a good event! It very much feels like "this event is not literally queer, but it is successfully queer-normative and queer-friendly to the point where even the hets who wanna be part of this community and space feel queer" which is one of my favourite kinds of spaces. It's also a breath of fucking fresh air when having to cope with spaces that are *not* safe to be queer in.
Saturday I slept in not-super-late, but more than I would if I were going to bells, and had a number of chores to do before I could Beantown. Which I mostly managed! I put away a bunch of laundry, cleaned the bathroom, and generally straightened up my spaces. And I dressed up _really good_ for Beantown, in part because I literally went to Friday in my work clothes, a basically unheard of thing for me. My Saturday outfit was a huge success, and I received compliments or comments on literally every visible thing I was wearing except my ring. And to be fair, when I showed Lisa and Mo and Phoebe my underwear, they all three had nice things to say about that too. ;)
I had a very nice not-too-intense contra day! I did a lot of dancing, but I also did a fair chunk of hanging around and chatting. I got roped in unexpectedly to the kerry sets halfway through, and found that I am still excellent at polka. I saw many fabulous people, some of whom I know and some of whom I don't. I got ~two~ waltzes with Austin, which is partly greedy and partly luck from where we managed to be standing when waltzes happened.
Contra continues to be not-my-favourite dance form, but gosh, the community is SO GOOD and so exciteable and enthusiastic and cool about gender and roles and placement. It was so satisfying to be able to occasionally do some role swapping and to have nearly every coupling start with a "so which side do you want to be on?" (and more often than not "oh, I don't care either").
I walked home with just Harris, and had a lovely quiet conversation before we parted ways.
Then today I did not go to Beantown, instead being a somewhat late fifth for Advent, and stretching my way through a touch of grandsire with a slightly-too-short rope. Then some much nicer Stedmen, and leading down, and four of us off to Old North. While standing in the garden between service ringings, I (jokingly) asked "okay, so a quarterpeal of minimus?" Unsurprisingly I got much dissent to that...but surprisingly people were into the idea of an eighth instead! We worked out what the bare minimum number of extents would be (26.25, but we grudgingly agreed doing the extra eighteen blows would be easier), came up with a method, suckered Danielle into conducting, and did a very lovely nine extents each of Reverse, Double, and Plain Bob. It was pretty fun, especially once Sam and I figured out how to dodge with each other in 1-2.
Skipped bells lunch to head straight to friend Kyle's house, where I helped him and Clara do their big moving day. I got to carry furniture! And boxen! This is an enjoyable use of my time and talents. Then I headed back home for some quiet time, before Maia, and then Austin and Phoebe showed up for dinner.
It was very fun to be with this happy band of beautiful people, and also very delicious to eat The Burritos. Any day where I get to eat food from both Masala (moving-lunch) and Tenoch (house-dinner) is a very good day. We shot the shit for several hours before A+B went home, and now Maia and I get to hang a bit before bedtime and off to another week of school.
I hope you are doing well. <3
~Sor
MOOP!
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on 2024-03-18 02:14 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2024-05-10 08:48 pm (UTC)"We want you to feel safe"
on 2024-03-18 02:22 pm (UTC)At least two people asked if I was OK with twirling or speedy swinging. I said no, and thanked them for asking. That's a safety thing too.