Worus

The Polk County HIV and Hepatitus Coalition met today. It was pretty funny, for some reason. People introducing themselves to the workers they supervise. Good times, right there. “Donny, I’m Jordan. I’m your supervisor.” I laughed.

The meeting itself went okay. Nothing terribly excited. I’m getting an invitation for some event the AIDS Project of Central Iowa is doing. I think it’s a dinner. I like their Executive Director. She makes me laugh. On the way out, Donny, from the AIDS Project was talking to me, asking me all sorts of questions. He asked me if I was enjoying my summer, et cetra. I don’t think he realizes that I’m done with school and that, when he sees me at Safe Space, that I’m not attending for help, but to help facilitate. It makes me feel silly around him.

I went to the mall in search of pants after that. I was successful. I found two pair in my size that I liked, and I bought them both. In total, I found three pair in my size, but I didn’t like the pants that Gap had. Of course, at least Gap carries my size. I was feeling guilty for spending all of that money on my pants, too.

I came home, was going to help pick green beans and go see Van Helsing with Dean. Of course, my mother decided that Joe should stop helping me and do other things. As the green beans hadn’t been picked for a long time, they were really needing it. Plus, my mother made it so that she had told me to help Joe, as opposed to volunteering to help, as I originally had done. I wonder why I never ask to help out around the house? Maybe my asking gets transformed and is never seen as actually asking.

Regardless, it was going to be too late by the time that we finished to see Van Helsing. When I called Dean, the movie started twenty minutes from right then, so we missed it. However, whilst picking green beans with Joe, I was telling him how my parents went to Java Joe’s the other night and didn’t like it. He was amazed that they went. I said that I should go sometime, and he asked, “Without me?” So after dinner, I took Joe down to Java Joe’s. On the way, I withdrew money and found out that I have way more than enough money to cover the pants, so I stopped feeling bad.

Java Joe’s was okay. It was a little wierd, because I saw a lot of kids that go to Safe Space. For one thing, I’m not exactly comfortable talking with them with Joe right there, and for another thing, there is the whole issue of boundaries. I’m not supposed to acknowledge them, lest they acknowledge me, which is kind of wierd at times. I’m sure I’ll get better at it.

Today was a good day. I slept in way too late. Oops. When I got up, I went outside and worked on fixing up the paint on the house. It was hot as hell outside today. Being up on the two-story metal ladder just let the heat bounce right back at me too. I got a decent portion done today. It wasn’t as much as I should have, but still a decent portion.

Afterwards, we were supposed to go to Hu Hot for yumy Mongolian food, but Dean was painting his office, so I called Mandy and we went over to Josh’s and watched Super Troopers. That’s one funny movie. There was also much discussion of “the box.” Surprisingly, some people over there didn’t know what it meant. I was enlightened and explained.

I hung out with Mandy last night, too. She had left me a message that I got after work sounding like she needed to talk. She almost sounded disturbed when she was leaving it. I called, and we talked for twenty minutes as I drove home. Nearing Polk City, I asked her if she wanted to go to Perkins, so we did. We had a good discussion basically boiling down to her needing to be her own person. There was also much discussion of geek culture and how, somehow, amazingly, our group seemed to generally love the things that we introduced to each other, yet so many other people outside of the group didn’t necessarily like that same stuff.