i am starting to get pumped for spinster summer 2011! in two weeks, jared & i will be in boston. in three weeks, i will be back in lawrence, making my own way in the world. yesterday i practiced driving by myself for the very first time. i drove up to feminist book club, because it was wicked fucking hot out & my hip was killing me. i got a little bit lost on campus, & i tried to parallel park, which was a big embarrassment. but driving alone was kind of fun. i kept thinking that someone was going to try to stop me. i felt exactly like a little girl wearing her mom’s high heels.
i keep thinking about all the things i can do now that i can drive. i could go see a movie at the big corporate movie theatre that only screens blockbusters. i have kind of been wanting to see “something borrowed,” because it looks so terrible & the reviews are so bad. i’ve always had a bad movie buddy in every town i’ve ever lived in. we would choose one especially awful-looking movie & go see it. in portland, my bad movie friend was james & together we saw such fine cinematic fare as “coyote ugly,” “pearl harbor,” & “the patriot”. in boston, my bad movie friend was carissa & the worst movie we saw together was “the holiday”. i also saw “rent” with my friend noreen. “rent” was probably one of the worst movies i have ever seen. & the saddest part of this story is that we saw it because noreen actually wanted to see it. she even cried at the end. i actually don’t remember how it ended. i blocked it out. i think one of the characters died of AIDS & then came back to life. i’m not kidding.
i don’t yet have a bad movie friend in lawrence, but hopefully that will change soon. my bad movie rules are: 1) i am getting some nachos. if you want some, buy your own. 2) you can’t try to convince me that the terrible movie we just saw was actually good. 3) while cackling about how terrible the movie is, no girl hate is permitted. 4) weekday matinees preferred.
i can also drive to the merc whenever i want. the merc is the fancy organic grocery store in lawrence, & it is very inconveniently located at 9th & iowa, which is a strip mall-ish area west of the university. their parking lot is consistently too small for all the hippie shoppers buying aspirational produce. jared & i almost never shop there because two bags of groceries will run you like $75. obviously we can’t afford that. but they sell some stuff that you can’t find at other grocery stores, like the single-serving greek yogurts with honey (i know, i could just serve myself some greek yogurt from a bulk container with honey on the side…but sometimes i enjoy the “real simple”-esque experience of single-serving yogurts) & fancypants spinach raviolis filled with garlic & goat cheese. they also have delicious thin-sliced phosphate-free pepperoni.
i just can’t believe that i can just get in my car & go places. i know this is old fucking news to people who have had their driver’s licenses for twenty years, but here’s my situation: i have spent the last 32 years being dependent on other people (including bus drivers & subway conductors) to give me rides to anyplace i couldn’t walk to, or at times when i chose not to walk. it’s a really, really weird feeling to be able to get myself to places that i had just written off as inaccessible without help. it’s blowing my mind.
to celebrate, in enrolled in a water aerobics class at the indoor aquatics center–too far to walk. plus, my rheumatologist recommended water aerobics for pain management. the class starts on monday. jaimie is planning to enroll as well, so we’ll be two chubby tattooed girls under the age of 60 hanging out with a bunch of old ladies. jaimie took a water aerobics class with her mom last year & she said it was awesome because all the old ladies were always encouraging each other & saying things like, “no judgment! you’re amazing!”
we also don’t have to sue our ex-landlord. maybe he reads my blog, because we got out security deposit back today. he kept a little bit of it, which i expected–a little more than $100. let’s call it an asshole fee. we decided we were happy with what we got, & we’d rather settle for this amount now than have to wait three months for no guarantee of a bigger payday.
i am definitely toying with the idea of doing a third issue of “up the logic punks!” this summer. that’s my zine-/punk-/anarchist-themed logic puzzle zine. i am now taking suggestions for puzzle ideas. i am also thinking of writing “love letters to monsters” #4: spinster summer edition. what should i write about? any suggestions?
i keep forgetting to mention that i have a new mailing address, which is:
307 e. 8th st.
lawrence KS 66044
i also still have about forty copies left of “love letters to monsters” #3/”alabama grrrl” #10, in case any distros need to restock, or any zine readers haven’t seen it yet. it costs $3 for a single copy, & $1.50 wholesale (please order a minimum of ten copies). i accept cash, checks (made out to ciara xyerra), or paypal (firstname.lastname@example.org). or trades! i have only read like five zines this year. i miss it.