MOMpop!

wheeee!

just came home from hanging out in the sun all day making hemp jewellery.

can't complain about that!

stupidly, though, i wore somewhat of a high-rise shirt and now i have an odd-shaped back-patch tan/burn. yay for melanoma!

the first MOMpop was pretty decent. HT came and sat with us a while, which was cool. nobody else i knew showed up, though. fuckers. i showed a little girl how to make a macrame dragonfly. my sweetie said she reminded him of lilo, from lilo and stitch. her mom seemed pretty pleased with the whole scene and even offered to pay me. i couldn't always understand what the girl was saying, though. and i felt silly asking her to repeat things all the time. i can't understand a lot of what some kids say because they kind of yell out the words and don't really enunciate. their parents seem to be able to understand them just fine, but i can't help wondering what i'd do if i had a kid who spewed supposedly meaningful syllables that i couldn't comprehend.

i've discovered today, too, that i have essentially zero appreciation for the diversity of most electronic dance music. i mean, i don't mind it, but i just can't really tell different songs apart. i can tell they're supposed to be different, but i can't grasp or appreciate preferring one piece over another, you know. SP, an acquaintance of ours, came and chatted with us for a bit and then said, 'i love this song. i just have to go dance to it.'

fair enough. to me, though, i don't really understand how you could love that particular song and not the slew of others that had been previously played.

i guess i'm barbarically uncultured. *shrug*.

so we biked to the event and biked back. i'm out of shape. man, i'm gonna be sore tomorrow...

...

fire update: it looks like the fire in the apartment started in the laundry room. i assume the plumbers who were doing the water maintenance were soldering something and lit it on fire or something. anyway, a big chunk of the wall is missing, where the firefighters hacked away at it. the suite next to the laundry room was collateral damage and the whole area is charred. i feel really bad for the residents whose suite is currently open for people of all sorts to peer into. i hope they get their place fixed up shortly.

my sweetie is still bitter that the strata council wouldn't let him weld with oxy-acetylene on our porch. he maintains that he would never have started a fire...

anyway, looks like laundromat for us next week!