SA 12/10 at 10:10 am thingie!

[cthulhia]

Ah... accordian in Davis T this morning made me wish for something Humorous and French to happen there.

I was satisfied by an ad for Pigs In Space, which warmed the cockles of my culture-jamming heart. Placed here and in DC. (There is a pdf of the actual T ad there, but acrobat crashed on loading and I feared for this post in case it took my browser out too, so go there for the link yourself.)

Yesterday's task of writing up this year's brag rag, to myself, made realize that, in fact, it really has been a great year.

• hope I don't forget all I learned about how to live (relatively) cheaply, should I ever have decent disposable income again, which I imagine I will.
  
• many months of unemployment made me a little more forgiving of how unproductive jobless roommates can be.
  
• figured out a few more of my boundaries and buttons in relationships and measurably improved my communication skills in that area. (They still suck, it's a long uphill climb.) I no longer assume people flirt with more for reasons other than pity, most of the time. Friendships feel a little more real.
  
• more immersed in the local arts world. Traded pysanky for furniture, eventually actual money. Made it into the WAP, and doodled not quite to my heart's content at pheromone's art cafe. scholargipsy feigned jealousy in spite of his superior skills and productivity at caricature. The arts council greets me by name at the Diesel. One almost joined the futon Hamsterstapel der Liebe when he dropped off the tickets for the trolley, that they let me fill entirely with friends (and I have enough of those, even competing with Philcon). When I get to hang my own art there (and overcome the Washington Street Cabal), then I'll know I've arrived. One of my favorite Somerville artists answered my spring street profile. We're friends now. When I flirted with the idea of someday buying a place at Brickbottom, I was told I would be the coolest neighbor ever.
  
• Gaming immersion. Bunny ear antics increased awareness enough that the Looneys will be guests at Arisia. I may need a long break from organizing gaming stuff after January, but I feel a sense of accomplishment. I can herd cats! Well, rabbits anyway.
  

Today entry was entitled the Gift of the Magi which prompts me to dig furiously for my copy of Cruel Shoes. I wasn't sure if I would go to queue's shindig on Thursday, but now I have a must read. Think of the non-material gifts offered and given. I might fall headlong into this contentment and gratitude scene, but I suspect I will always be your little Ray of Midnight.