where's my cape?

i'm in a remarkably good mood today, especially considering that the erasure concert i was supposed to be at last night has been postponed until june. might have been due to wearing a very, very orange linen dress today. i'm a rajneeshi fashionista!

after some reflection i realized that what i'm missing from ner shalom is the social justice work i was able to do. but, i'm still on the board of equality prince william, there will be plenty of work to be done there. virginia legislators seem bent on turning this state into a backwater bible camp. had a great email exchange with one of the other board members - we're still in the structuring process, and i had some questions about the directions we're taking, and frankly, some questions about the appropriateness of me remaining on the board as sole straightie. somehow the term "epw superjew" was used. i want a cape, dammit.

there is a higher position (L3, right now i'm a part-time L2) opening up in one of the other library branches. i don't want it, yet, but i have decided to interview for it just to get the interview experience. besides, i kinda expect my officemate to get it, and if she does, i would be interested in that. discussed all this with my boss, and she's more than supportive but thinks i would have a hard time saying no if i was offered the L3 job. i really don't feel ready for it yet. maybe my officemate's job, which is essentially head of info staff at our branch, and that's mostly because i'm comfortable at my branch. there's a corner of me that wonders if i'll ever feel ready.

i bailed out of the gallery i had my jewelry in. owner decided to monkey with payments. this was far from becoming a profitable venture for me, but i was willing to give it a little more time until this "oh i don't have your address.... oh but i mailed it early last week.... oh i'll have to do a stop payment and issue another check" rubbish began. brenda, darling, are you aware that artists talk to each other, and we know you've pulled this on a few of us now?

from a conversation with another artist about brenda: "her email address mentions zen gardens, and her cellphone ringtone is chirping birds. you know from that alone that the woman needs to calm the fuck down but has no idea how to do it."

so i have my jewelry back, which means i don't have to panic about upcoming shows. between this and having the temple off my back, i'm starting to feel a little freer.